Poking around my tumblr, I scrolled through all of the drafts that I’ve accumulated over the years (which have been carelessly left alone and usually never published) and ended up reading through some things I had written about two years ago. In fact, there was actually a lot to read through.  

One draft alone had paragraph upon paragraph of what I would call a mixture of aimless catharsis and poignant revelation, most having to do with a certain individual who was very much a part of my life at that time (and in many ways, albeit indirectly, still is). It was written when I was going through what I believe to be one of the most difficult periods I’ve ever been through, and after revisiting all of those memories again… the sheer idea of remembering it all - how it felt, what it meant, what it would end up causing - is beginning to strangle me from the inside.  

I don’t know. Life really kind of shakes me, sometimes. The immensity of everything that has happened can only be matched by what I imagine to be coming in the future. This song has followed me, for so many years. In fact, I believe I reblogged the very same video only a few weeks ago. I felt like it was an appropriate accompaniment to these remarks. There won’t ever be a time that I’ll hear it and not be forced to remind myself of all that I’ve felt these past few years, and that’s something more powerful than anything I’ll ever be able to write down.  

I think it’s time to sleep.