Inconsolable
Ever have one of those days that seem to fall apart, piece by piece, right before your eyes? And the even worse part is that you didn't do anything to really start it, but you can't do anything to make it stop either. I'm happy and finding time to smile, but I would be lying if I said that my heart has stopped aching. But in the midst of my emotional darkness, I am discovering how deep my spirituality is. I didn't say RELIGION-- I said SPIRITUALITY. (I have found the difference in these two words) This summer, I took a great interest in different religions... and honestly, they are all built on the same core elements... people have just royally fucked up their meanings. Now we are here, in this period of self- involvement and self- love, and the truth that religion was based on is all fucked up. So, it is every man for himself-- or in the words of the feminist-- every lady for herself, to find their own version of spiritual guidance. Sorry 'bout the rambling, I just needed to get some of this weight off my chest. It feels way better after you write into the air...