Feb 21, 2006 22:49
i'm on a quest - a search for inspiration. it used to come so effortlessly, a natural ease. and now? now i need to find it - to go out looking for it - to capture it and hold it in a jar. i've lost my touch, my grace. i've grown old and dried out. entrancing tales no longer flow from my lips. captivating dialogues no longer exit through my fingertips. what little i had is now gone. missing perhaps? lost quite possibly. and i am left not knowing what to do.
-random-
had a weekend.
made a dinner.
received some hugs.
returned some kisses.
felt love.
the end.