the sigh comes back, it returns, from a time when the lights went out last year.

a sad day, and im sitting up almost encompassed in the dark clouds. on the top floor. it feels like they are coming in through the window and hugging me.
last night was the end. the end of january, and definately the end of a relationship.

i feel a bit sick in the stomach. you know that feeling. like you've lost your wallet, but you dont even care about the wallet, just whats inside.