Saturday, January 9, 2010


Turn it off.

This is what I needed to do. But the noise is somehow still there: the euphony, the energy, and the static. I hear it all, the songs that are still playing. No matter what buttons I choose to press, I not only continue to hear the noise, but I feel it--flowing through me. All over. But I know that over time, the music will grow softer and softer. A little bit each day, until finally--it fades into a distant melody.


  1. Hey Brittany, I just wanted to say thanks for all the nice comments. It means a lot to know that writing about something that happened to me can help someone else. If you ever want to talk about writing, or just vent, you can always talk to me :)

  2. Words are so beautiful. And the way you strung these together was amazing! Words are power, and you use them well. Have a fantabulous week!