They say to be bewitched is to be under some kinda spell. I think that emotional spell is over.
Its on to the more sobering feelings of being bothered and bewildered. More often than not, at the same time. Which bothers me cos I am so bewildered I dunno what is bothering me which only leads to more bewilderment as I ponder the bothered-bewildered feelings. OK i'm screwed =))
I think alot of it has to do with me coming back to an empty apartment everyday. A little lost in the silence I suppose. And so Stacey has to sing just that little louder, for me. Even when I come home at 2 in the morning. Nights are the most bewildering of times. The days, I reckon, are more bearable as the hustle and bustle of life around you takes away some of the bothered solitude.
Has it been 11 days since I moved in? Feels like 111.