The lyrics repeating in my head are:
Passion or coincidence once prompted you to say “Pride will tear us both apart;” now pride’s gone out the window, ‘cross the rooftop, run away.
That’s from Ordinary World by Duran Duran, if you care to check it out http://youtu.be/dDLiVwpv89s
Pondering pride today, ego, self-worth. Giving thought to jealousy and envy. I am still surprised by what can hurt me.
There are times I’ve thought I had a life plan that was really coming together. There have been moments where I honestly believed all my dreams were falling into place, that I was finally going to have the things I wanted in my world. In the last 36 hours, I’ve realized that most of my plans are ashes, rubble, bits that will never fit back together as I had intended.