I think some people can smell the hope-ium about me.
I am one of those people who is rather "open book".
It takes losing my soul, to convince me that it's time to guard what's left of my heart and mind.
It's so hard - the guarding. I shut down in an instant - the smiles turn off, my eyes and ears suddenly hypervigilant.
Time stands still in the paralyzing shadow of the past and all the heartache the past represents.
How to be hopeful? How to be forward-thinking? Anticipatory of a future?
Maybe I am depressed. I certainly feel like I may be.
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