Pretty simple, rights?! WRONGS! I thought about time, and depression in English today. Depression because we're studying Hamlet. Time because it goes by so slowly in that class. Just kidding! [But not at all...]. Anyway. You know how they say time heals all wounds? Why is that? Why is it that two weeks after you face tragedy [whatever tragedy you might find... well... tragic] you can't eat,you can't sleep, and you most certainly cannot go for a whole seventy-five minute block without crying; but six months later you can go about your life just fine? You don't cry hardly ever [about that tragedy], you chat with your friends, you eat, you sleep...
So is it time? Or is it you? A combination of both, perhaps? I'm wondering how long it takes until all the pain is completely gone. There are some things, like death, that I don't think the pain ever goes away from... so then does heartbreak work the same way? I mean, really it is losing someone... anyway, just a thought. It's petered out now...
