The Haunting

I can't be left alone to think my own thoughts any more.

I've been sitting before the television and instead of becoming a mindless drone in the face of so many intriguing carotons, I'm thinking.

I'm remembering. I'm remembering high school and the years before. I'm remembering good things and bad things.

The problem is that I'm associating things from the past to things in my present. Things that aren't happy at all. I don't like it.

*sigh*