Heath Ledger is dead.
Possibly due to drug overdose (possibly? cute guy, succesful acting career, anything is possible -- at least its not aids, the slowly but surely dying is more humiliating because you can hear their snide comments when they are being given)...
Too many people are dying these days - oh wait, death didnt stop from occuring since time immemorial -- it's just that, it's more sensationalised now more than ever. Remember those days, when snail mail was the 'in thing' and that you have to wait and agonized for over a month before you can plan a dinner party? Dear Monica, I want to give you a party, when do you think you can come by? I'll await your reply next month.
Everything is happening so fast these days, I can't hardly breathe. People constantly changing jobs, relationships, friends, favorites as if everything is dispensible -- oh well, everything really is. But not everything is disposable. Not everything should go to trash just becuase you've 'used' them already.Sometimes, we confuse the two.
I wish I can follow my own advice. I have restless feet and a wandering soul. I ahve so many things I want to do, that I bid goodbye to almost everything because I'm afraid staying a bit longer might help them chain me down. I excuse myself to almost anything, loving the solace of my loneliness and relishing the muted sound of my walls. I always cry out that I am trapped but almost always, nobody can get hold of me -- trapped in my own restlessness. I move in a private circle with my other foot ready to run...
So when I die, I guess, it would be a lonely death.
But all deaths are lonely becuase you get to die alone... no more, no less.
Possibly due to drug overdose (possibly? cute guy, succesful acting career, anything is possible -- at least its not aids, the slowly but surely dying is more humiliating because you can hear their snide comments when they are being given)...
Too many people are dying these days - oh wait, death didnt stop from occuring since time immemorial -- it's just that, it's more sensationalised now more than ever. Remember those days, when snail mail was the 'in thing' and that you have to wait and agonized for over a month before you can plan a dinner party? Dear Monica, I want to give you a party, when do you think you can come by? I'll await your reply next month.
Everything is happening so fast these days, I can't hardly breathe. People constantly changing jobs, relationships, friends, favorites as if everything is dispensible -- oh well, everything really is. But not everything is disposable. Not everything should go to trash just becuase you've 'used' them already.Sometimes, we confuse the two.
I wish I can follow my own advice. I have restless feet and a wandering soul. I ahve so many things I want to do, that I bid goodbye to almost everything because I'm afraid staying a bit longer might help them chain me down. I excuse myself to almost anything, loving the solace of my loneliness and relishing the muted sound of my walls. I always cry out that I am trapped but almost always, nobody can get hold of me -- trapped in my own restlessness. I move in a private circle with my other foot ready to run...
So when I die, I guess, it would be a lonely death.
But all deaths are lonely becuase you get to die alone... no more, no less.