Mar 13, 2006 17:56
I've decided to tuck away the feelings that flow from out of my soul. No different then putting a child in timeout. I've spent the past few hours sitting in a dark room, I've thought about what could illuminate it other then a few lamps here or there. I know that my tucked tight feelings could blind even my eyes. Actually the thing I am concerned with most is the fact that I may be just trying to avoid the truth by tucking something away. My thoughts are all rushed together and keep missing the thought of "You already are blind, and nothing is tucked". Well if that is the case, when our feelings are out and about... no one has control over any decision that is made. The confusing thought of a life being ruled by complete passion. Could anyone actually survive? Rationality is the killer of many things, but for some reasons tends to hold many different things together. What if life was meant to be a mess? Sometimes a bedroom is dirty, but nothing is lost. Though hidden from vision, the items still linger.
I had such an amazing weekend in blairsville, sadly my weekend ended sour in Atlanta. I've decided that it does not matter what you are doing that determines how entertaining it is, the company actually makes or breaks it.
I am putting together a book, or a series of thoughts, most of it has been written before. I am excited though. I start putting it together now.