Words
All too often I feel as though I stand outside looking in, and while the words I use can cross the gap I have to build a bridge of stable, safe, and harmless thoughts before I can speak the things I am truly thinking. I want to skip past this slow build, and get right to the point of it all. I want to move past the gap and blaze a new trail.
Maybe I should build wings of words rather than bridges, maybe I can move faster that way, perhaps I can even re-tell the tale of Icarus.
Maybe I should build wings of words rather than bridges, maybe I can move faster that way, perhaps I can even re-tell the tale of Icarus.