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Tonight’s NiN show is in Winnipeg. I wonder if Jonathan is going to be there. I never found the courage to send him a message.

I knew I shouldn’t do it but I couldn’t help to click on a YouTube link and watch the live Discipline performance from Aug 29. I WANT TO BE THERE!!!!!!!!!!! It’s all coming back to me and it damn hurts not to have it again.

The darkest hour is just before the dawn

Whatever.

Tmeless

Wishful

Could it be that the book I’m currently reading is affecting me in some peculiar way I’m not consciously aware of yet? Edith Wharton’s The Age of Innocence. It’s not that I have seen the movie a hundred times but the actual number is around 15 and over. The book is beautiful but I can’t help to notice the enormous contrast between relationships then and now. It’s a lost world, less spoiled, in which people mattered more (probably due to the lack of other amusements). I’d choose honesty over hypocrisy but I prefer hypocrisy before indifference. I should’ve been born a century ago (but then again there was no internet then…what a dilemma)…

To be (eventually) continued…

"This is how it begins..."

NiN tour launches today. Merde! I'll be needing the F5 key replaced soon :)

How does he do it?!...considering...

The mother of all questions: what keeps one going?

ABP # xxxxxxxxxx

The wine has no taste. The food

        sickens you. There seems no reason

        for any of it, does there?

Umm, pretty much; the description is accurate enough to need anything more added to it. And it’s not even Christmas yet.

Something wicked this way comes

Not really. It has never left; it has been here all along. You can’t get rid of your shadow can you? Now, now, it wasn’t really a question.

“Destroy everything you touch…”

I thought numbness would feel better but it doesn’t.

Tolerance is too close to indifference

Always letting other people in front, always considering what’s best for other people first, always indulging someone else’s feelings, always prioritizing the greater good…I am so lost in you that I don’t see myself in the picture.

Do you know what real silence is?

When you don’t care to grumble and complain even to your dearest people. And you shutter completely.