A Few Days Past

So, it's been a few days. What can I say? Last Saturday was hell. Had a few of those lately. Oddly enough. Ah, I swear music is out to get me. "Fraglie" by Delta Goodrem is playing on my computer. What is it about reflection that causes music to just fit? Okay, so really not reflection, kinda existing, and hoping currently. Meh. Life is relatively good. Right now, leaving wouldn't do any good. Going back to my parents is not an option. Huge pride thing. Quitting after only a year married, after being together for 7 years... yes, part of me always did want to be able to save Rhyce from himself. Years ago, I might've believed that I had. Well maybe not save him. I don't even know what I'm trying to say. Other than it's exactly like a drawing a moth to a flame. And sadly just like the moth I keep getting burnt ... and keep going back. One day ... maybe. But not now.