Sometimes the thought comes into my head of how the one wish I always wished for in wishing situations didn't come true.

The winter season has begun. It brings back the feelings that I would experience when I used to live here in my teenage years, a kind of pensive melancholy. I greatly enjoyed these moods when there was nothing to feed them. It seems that they are all too real now, the loneliness and slight depression put me in various states of desperation. On top of that I have been listening to Songs.....ohia, which is just fuel for the fire. Watched the Piano with mummy tonight. Jane Campion is not my favorite, but some of the feelings she builds through the intimacy that her characters experience are very feminine and exquisite.

http://www.scjag.com/mp3/sc/backontop.mov