Damantha

My heart is lost, my very best friend had died... He could have lived, but... he's now in a better place, digging in the dirt and barking at cats, running around with a plastic bottle... Remembered always... Maximus Dessimus Brittius - a friend, and a member of our family/ Sept 11, 2002 - Jan 15, 2014

It's been a long time since I could do anything at all. Now I feel hollow inside, but somehow free... Maybe it's time to try something new? I don't have a clue... I decided to check my notes from previous years and found a torn piece, from which only 2 lines have survived... They fit today's mood perfectly... You turned your back on me so many times. I have forgiven all those lies...

It's sad, but for the next 2 weeks or so I won't be able to ride at alll - I have some stiches on my left knee, so I'll need to wait now, unril I can get back into the saddle... It seems my life this whole year is trying to break me... :(

Cry of the Siren. Heart torn to pieces million times, Eyes see nothing at all that can shine. Soul filled with fear, hatred and pain, Ghost as I am, floating in vain. No roses stand or lay at my grave. I feel forgotten, as if in a cave... All of my cries reach nobody's ears, I've been alone here for thousands of years...

Finally I have my laptop back from the service (my fiancee managed to spill some beer onto it), and now I am frustrated to see 10 000 messages that I'll have to look over... Fortunately, I'll have enought time next week (my VACATION!!!) if, of course, my life doesn't bring me more problems (I have enough already)... More that that... my birthday is coming - the most hated day of the year... what can I do?!