Jan 28, 2007 03:02
Every day I bustle about, my thoughts winding a complex narrative around so many events, places, and things... and I vow to write them all down before I lose them. However, the only time I really find silence anymore is when I actually sit down to write everything that I've been going through. The mental exhaustion of balancing everything on the plate I've been grasping often leaves me unwilling to narrate anything, and I find myself just sitting and enjoying the silence. That is where I've been.
I don't even know where to start. Abstracts will do for now.
I'm finally coming out of the other side of a very dark tunnel. You never really know when one of those life changing events is going to draw you in, stake an iron-grip hold on you, shake the shit out of you, and let you out on the other side when it feels like it. When it happens though, you recognize it for exactly what it is... and you just hold on until you can get to stable ground. For me, it was a series of several events, some smaller, some bigger, some just a pain in the ass, some that directly involved me, others that indirectly affected me more than I thought they would-- all of which unfolded in the course of a couple of weeks. It has been a horrid, emotionally draining month-- and if I NEVER have to go through the situation ever again in this lifetime it will be too soon.
Things are getting better though, I promise. You can't have the correct perspective on the good until you weather through all the bad shit. And a lot of good things are up ahead.