I keep reading about sorrow, it is a very common thing but yet so personal. Haruki Murakami sums it up well "No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning."
Today was really, really hard. I have felt so lonely today and realized that there was really no one I wanted to talk to other than you.
