Battle of the trees

Why do the years pass by in a blur, with one taking no heed to their passge?
Why do the memories fade though so dear, to be recalled only in yellowed tomes?

Alright, so I'd been going through my old journals and thinking about my past. Frankly, I'm quite amazed at the level of self-loathing I'd harboured since the teenage years. I still hold such thoughts at some level of awareness. I cannot say more, which is why I spend so much time just staring out of the window in the wee hours of the morning.

Loreena McKennitt has some truly smashing songs. I had always liked music with medieval imagery and rather subdued tunes and lyrics. No songs of violence or screaming black metal. Those would bore me at best and repulse me rather violently at worst.