There are those moments where the words simply flow. Where they move out of my fingertips as if they have a mind of their own. That isn’t really the case though. It is simply these moments. Those times when I lie in the dark and life moves around me and I am stuck in one place; fighting between self-loathing and self-pity. Then the life returns and I remember that I am not like the rest. I am one but not one. T’is the confusion and the words let me think, let me sort, and sometimes I never post for thoughts are but fleeting….and some fleeting thoughts are best kept to one’s self.
Just needed to purge, do forgive me for filling up your blog feeds with meaningless words….but there are just those moments when the walls crumble for a second before the defenses do their usual work. Have a good eve one and all 🙂