pyroguysr's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - Well, I'm here in Indiana, sleeping on a couch out of the kindness of a dear friend. I don't want to out-stay my welcome, but there are just too many days in between now and being able to get a place of my own. I feel so dead inside. The only emotions I seem to be able to get in touch with are anger and sadness. Nicki got me to volunteer with her at the Indiana Fiddler's Gathering and I did so because Solas was the headliner. I cried through much of their set because their songs tend to hit a chord deep within me. I need to cry more, though. I need to have that deep, jolting, grieving cry. I've lost so much. I've also lost so much of ME. Again, the words haunt me: "In the winter of your life, you will be lonely, but not alone." 11:33 a.m. - 2015-06-30 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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