Thursday, October 7, 2010

Fear and Loathing here in my Mind.

Sitting behind this desk, in this office for the second last time, I'm fighting my body to not burst out into a rage of absolute panic.  The past few months, I used this place as a means of procrastination. Now the time has come, and I have no direction, I'm sure of absolutely nothing and the opportunities at this stage are equal to nil.  I hear my mother's voice telling me it's alright, things will fall into place, I will find something. But without her to keep telling me that... I find myself holding back the tears almost every second. I fear the silence, the isolation the doubt and stress that awaits me when I sit at home next week.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Layer of Lament... Sel(fish)

What's that feeling, when you're built up only to be shot down. Disappointment? There's got to be something more descriptive than that. Maybe the definition should have my picture next to it.

...sometimes they're just not enough

The look of profound sadness will forever be encapsulated within this photograph. It embodies how we all feel at some point, within this little boys eyes, our heartache lies.