Friday, August 17, 2012

Ignorance is bliss and, at the moment, I feel I know too much. There are injustices and pains I'd like to be unaware of; you can't worry if you simply don't know. There is nothing I can do, nothing I can change, and knowing breaks my heart. I want to retreat into myself; let Risa curl into a ball and I'll hold her in my hands. I want to wrap her in a warm blanket of quietness and just let her be. Because ignorance is bliss. 

1 comment:

Freckled Philologist said...

Sí, te entiendo. Lo siento mucho. Qué estés cobijado, que estés consolado. Besos.