dear enter quietly diary,
almost two years later i couldn't stand what it was still doing to me and i had to do something about it. so i listened to the cd this morning. it sounded the exact same way it used to and i remembered every word to every song on that bitch, but the meanings have all changed. no longer do i sing to the same audience when i wail going down the road alone in the truck (this time). i no longer see that face in my mind or smell that smell in my head- there is nothing attached to the music i dearly loved so much and i believe i am free to listen to it again. oh i am sure once every so often those awful memories will kick to rear their ugly presence, but i am prepared. i will flip on some BACK IN BLACK to conquer those and DROP THE WORLD ON ITS FUCKIN HEAD.
almost two years later i couldn't stand what it was still doing to me and i had to do something about it. so i listened to the cd this morning. it sounded the exact same way it used to and i remembered every word to every song on that bitch, but the meanings have all changed. no longer do i sing to the same audience when i wail going down the road alone in the truck (this time). i no longer see that face in my mind or smell that smell in my head- there is nothing attached to the music i dearly loved so much and i believe i am free to listen to it again. oh i am sure once every so often those awful memories will kick to rear their ugly presence, but i am prepared. i will flip on some BACK IN BLACK to conquer those and DROP THE WORLD ON ITS FUCKIN HEAD.
