The Veil

I finally figured out why I do not like wedding veils.

My mother informed me the other week that I am being forced to wear a wedding veil. I had no inkling of an intention to do so. But I must. I am being forced. And I'm not happy.

What I realized though, is that the wedding veil seems fake to me. It makes me feel like some doll and that I don't belong. It looks ridiculous to me and I do not think adds to the image. Now this is just my personal opinion. I just feel like an idiot wearing a veil. Like I'm trying to be something I'm not. That's also how I feel when trying on those huge fluffy wedding dresses. I feel like I'm just a doll people are playing dress up with.

I want to be real. I want to be me. Who I am and not something I'm not. I don't care about the wedding.

I care about him.

Nothing

This is a blog about nothing. Nothing this. Nothing that. Nothing everything. What really constitutes nothing. Is it the absence of something? Or is it simply nothing? Nothing.

I lay

I lay asleep, in a dream, a dream of no end, a dream of a thousand ends. I lay asleep. This daze of going through the motions, taking a step that leads to a thousand. Walking with no sense of being able to turn back. I lay asleep. The time passes yet it stands still. Minutes erased and gone. Second tick tick ticking. I lay asleep.