Soul-searching: Day 1
I feel... it's very confusing.
Powerless. Unfulfilled. And angry. Very, so very angry.
Creative. Loving. Eager.
Mostly powerless. And I know it's not true. I have power. I have plenty of power, and I don't give it away easily. But...
I don't know where to go. Am I really supposed to be here? In this city? Is this where I can seat my soul and draw upon the flow of existence around me and simply be? I'm not sure.
And what to do? What to focus on, finally, ultimately?
And what of my heart. Am I the sweet, loving guy with a knack for the unusual, or the dangerous flirt you end up fucking but never marrying? Who am I to those who choose to love me is unknowable. Thinking about it kills the heart slowly. I must refrain from doing so. But it's so difficult when you're used to being paired.
Must go back to my roots. Tomorrow.
Powerless. Unfulfilled. And angry. Very, so very angry.
Creative. Loving. Eager.
Mostly powerless. And I know it's not true. I have power. I have plenty of power, and I don't give it away easily. But...
I don't know where to go. Am I really supposed to be here? In this city? Is this where I can seat my soul and draw upon the flow of existence around me and simply be? I'm not sure.
And what to do? What to focus on, finally, ultimately?
And what of my heart. Am I the sweet, loving guy with a knack for the unusual, or the dangerous flirt you end up fucking but never marrying? Who am I to those who choose to love me is unknowable. Thinking about it kills the heart slowly. I must refrain from doing so. But it's so difficult when you're used to being paired.
Must go back to my roots. Tomorrow.