Bob Marley - Acoustic Medley (revisited)

...
Comma, comma, come back here,
My-y young lady;
Comma, comma, come back here to me,
My-y young lady, yeah!
Jus' while I thought
Everything was running smooth,
She left me
While I was in the mood.
Now I'm callin' to you,
...

Honesty

It seems like honesty triumphs over all. You know, I could think of a 101 posts, 101 ways of saying that I'm depressed, but it wasn't until I just admitted that I was flat out depressed that I was afforded a means to climb out of my depression.

I'm feeling better now. Things are coming together. Optimism has its virtues, and I think I'm starting to see them. Even opaque clouds will dissipate.

The truth is...

There's no better way to put it really. I'm depressed. I am in an opaque cloud of despair, so I'm not the best person to ask whether or not there is a silver lining. It's scary saying that I need help, so I won't, even though I just did.

If you laughed at that I hope you're not the one who offers me help; from you, I don't want it.

Just short of the mark

I'm 178 cms tall. 5 feet, 11.27 inches. So close to 6 I can just taste it. So close to success I can just taste it.

I wish I had the words to write my essay that was due 3 days ago. I wish I had the words to successfully write a post on blogspot worth reading. I wish I had the words to win over the approval of my professors. I wish I had the words to win over the approval of that special someone. I wish I had the words to anger myself enough to get out of this rut. I wish I had the words to tell the world, "Here I come!"

I'm short of words, short of enough words to do any of these things. I'm just a bit too short.