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Song of the day: All Over You - The Spill Canvas
Life Lesson - Your life may be flipped upside down but everything else hasn’t changed. The world still stays the same and lends its self to normality when life gets rough
Exert from "Cocktail" By Ali Marr
Exert from "Cocktail" By Ali Marr
Climbing the small flight of stairs that led to the main floor seemed like a struggle. When at the top I took at right and made my way down the dim lighted hall way that leads towards the stairs that head up to the second floor. I stared at what seemed to me like that most monstrous set of stairs. I didn’t have the energy to climb these. I made myself anyway. Trudging up the stairs seemed like such a task that I have never noticed before. When I reached the top, my empty, white washed door stood there, closed.
It was hard to grasp that when I thrust open the door and walked into my room nothing will have changed. It would still look the same as when I left it at 8:05 this morning. My clothes would still be pilled on the floor, my make-up still strewn across my mahogany dresser. Little post-it notes from Lizzi and Sadie would still litter my mirror and my bed would still have blankets spread across it. My walls would continue to be light pink, cluttered with posters, pictures and notes. My carpet would not cease to be beige with a small burn mark where I had left my straightener on one evening. Not a single alteration will have taken place, everything would still be identical. Yet since 8:05 everything in my life had transformed.
I stood frozen in front of the door. Not wanting to faces the reality that I had realized lies behind this small piece of wood; life goes on. I sucked in a large breath and pushed open the door. As I had predicted, everything stood the same as I had left it. I felt a fresh pain pang my heart as I flung myself onto my bed as new tears formed in my eyes. While I began the process of falling into pieces once again, my phone buzzed beside me.
It was hard to grasp that when I thrust open the door and walked into my room nothing will have changed. It would still look the same as when I left it at 8:05 this morning. My clothes would still be pilled on the floor, my make-up still strewn across my mahogany dresser. Little post-it notes from Lizzi and Sadie would still litter my mirror and my bed would still have blankets spread across it. My walls would continue to be light pink, cluttered with posters, pictures and notes. My carpet would not cease to be beige with a small burn mark where I had left my straightener on one evening. Not a single alteration will have taken place, everything would still be identical. Yet since 8:05 everything in my life had transformed.
I stood frozen in front of the door. Not wanting to faces the reality that I had realized lies behind this small piece of wood; life goes on. I sucked in a large breath and pushed open the door. As I had predicted, everything stood the same as I had left it. I felt a fresh pain pang my heart as I flung myself onto my bed as new tears formed in my eyes. While I began the process of falling into pieces once again, my phone buzzed beside me.
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