Sep 26, 2005 14:16
Silence. Lack of thought. Too much thought, purge those thoughts. Not actively seeking, actively living. Acceptance of paths people take. Acceptance of the path I put myself on. Jealousy. Love. Anger. Misunderstanding. Thoughtfulness. Gestures and words contradict. Too old. Too young. Dance.
Dancing this weekend was the best thing I could have done to erase all these crazy thoughts. I was me on Saturday. The real me. It's nice not to pretend.