Feb 27, 2013 11:39
My thoughts are becoming more private and with this I feel a sense of power over language will be lost. The thoughts will no longer be there, they will take on the title of memories and a fleeting feeling - a simple burst of energy wanting out - will fill the void, no longer possessing the beauty of articulation. I’ll smile when the feeling overwhelms me, remember when I had a medium for this, and move on - never putting pen to paper; fingertips to keyboard.
It terrifies me.
blogging is hard,
deep,
life