Trodai

The dark talons of pain reach out.

They claw and seize and try to drag you into a place you hate.

You look around only to find yourself alone.

This is your battle.

No one can help.

You fight, but it is futile.

Eventually you will succumb.

You will be dragged into that place of loneliness
of bitterness
of sadness.

Sometimes it is easy to fight your way back out.

Other times it is a long and arduous battle.

The fight is not in vain.

Eventually, you will be released only to find that the battle has made you stronger.

But you are still alone.

Abnormal (Normal)

The show is over, let life begin.

But not life as I've know it. Everything is different now. For months now the only normal I've known has been filled with deadlines and late nights, constantly surrounded by people yelling, "Make it happen." But now the show is over, and I'm forced to return back to a world that I thought I missed. But it's different now.

I'm not sure what to do with myself. I've got this constant feeling of anxiety that I've forgotten to give so and so that message, or missed an RSVP, or addressed a Captain as Lieutenant. Or even worse that I've forgotten to study something important for my final. But that's all done now. It's all behind me. And I miss it.

There's a certain anticlimatic feeling when you're working in the event business. Months are spent preparing for an event that lasts only 2 days and then you go back to the way it used to be, but you've forgotten how it used to be. I'm not used to having free time, and I don't like to be alone. I used to relish in those things. But my perspective has changed and I find myself wondering if I've found the new normal.