Reflections, opinions, rants; incoherence, randomness, brokenness -- from one who is silent and reticent.
I am an unpolished gemstone, obscure, without zest for life, buried in the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Seekers of mysteries and wonders come to admire the iridescent glory of the gold and multicoloured stones, never to lay a second look on my kind and me. Will you partake of this cup I offer you? Or will you tantalize me, gracing me with your presence only to turn away at last? I shall remain here till the end of time, but will you be there for me?... Let silence and reticence be my one answer to all things...
Been so many months since I posted anything here. It's been a while since I last wrote anything, and I don't know if I'll get back to posting regularly. Mostly just signing in to say I'm still around. Just overwhelmed with a whole lot of apathy and too tired to participate in much.
I've been on Cipralex for a good few months. Don't know if it's helping any. Anyway... that's all for now.
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