this pains me, tires me out, i tell myself to let go because i know the impossibility of remembering everything that has happened and everything that i am thinking but yet i cannot help but feel that this is of some importance, of what importance i have yet to place, so while i slowly place the importance i must record everything down, so that one day when i find the time to sift through all that i have though or experienced in detail, i will not have lost anything, or any part of myself.
why is it so easy for you, dear
