Ridiculaudo

The storm blew full force across my window. It chose to ignore my view into the outside instead choosing to wage war sideways upon objects it could have a hope of moving. I was encased within concrete, isolated, happy within my own little world. Blogger just ate up two posts of mine. I shall never be able to recreate them. I feel lost as if a part of my mind had been stolen from me but it was only a random utterance that I chose to cling on to to remind me of myself. History should be learnt from but it is very difficult to let go of it.