for the first time, i’m listening to the dvd edition of NIN‘s and all that could have been. it’s a christmas gift i received just last year.
some most of its songs just seem to tear me apart. they remind me too strongly of our loss. the loss.
i should either be writing a short story now (no matter that it’s kinda in-house: deadlines are deadlines anyhow), or i should be sleeping (yeah, that would be better). yet here i am, wachting and listening… and remembering.