I laughed. I cried.
I hated. I loved.
I slept. I awoke refreshed.
I felt sorrow. I felt extreme joy.
I break-danced. I moshed.
I screamed from the bottom of my gut.
I sang beautiful melodies.
I closed my eyes and envisioned peaceful images.
I saw bloody, mangled, war-torn images. I was distressed.
I was comforted. I was enlightened.
I was cast into utter emotional darkness.
I felt regret.
I looked back upon my life pleased with my accomplishments.
I knew love. I knew rejection.
I tasted glory. I smelled the bitterness of defeat.
I gave thanks for what I have been blessed with.
I grew increasingly less content with my lot in life.
I felt poetic. I felt destructive.
I just finished listening to "War All the Time",
the latest offering by emo-core rockers, Thursday.
So many emotions wrapped into one small, yet refreshingly honest package.
Amazing.
By Jeff Petermann
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