Console

I heard some devastating news from one of my close friends today, and I did not know how to respond, the hazy feeling of emptiness just consumed me and I could barely console my friend. I still feel empty, for no particular reason, just empty.

I've been delaying with my school work lately, not doing it, reading things instead, I've read some pretty interesting and nice blogs over the past you few days and have thoroughly enjoyed doing so, though as much as I'd like to continue reading new blogs, and quotes etc. I best get on top of my school work once more.

Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter- tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther…And one fine morning- So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
(Nick, The Great Gatsby)

The last few lines of this novel pretty much sum up how I feel most of the time, I feel some sort of connection to these words, it's weird, but I like it.

Hello darkness my old friend.