Well, the break the universe gave me is definitely over. Nat's heart has been raked over the Hell fire's coals once again. I don't know what I'm doing. Jesus this has got to stop and soon. There ain't any poetry in this dried up soul tonight, I can tell you. And I gotta say, this time it really smacked me between the eyes. Well, I suppose it always does, but this time I totally didn't see it coming. Usually I do. I mean life was looking good for a while there. Stupid flashes in the pan. Meh. Maybe I'm too intense. Maybe I'm not intense enough. You see the deep sh*t that I'm in. One thing's for sure. I still gotta improve my communication skills. I'm tired of being vague in the interest of "waiting and seeing". Fuck it.

Listening to Eric's Trip: Purple/Blue. I always feel nostalgic at times like these.