Jun 19, 2006 12:48
Midsummer always gets me like this
I get reallly anxious
I just want to run away and tell no one
save one or two adventuresome souls who may want to run away too.
The need to be singular and not plural is a child that is constantly tugging on my sleeve.
The need to hold on to the only person who ever understood me really
(yet doesn't understand me at all.)is even greater.
I've come to understand that I work in cycles. All people do I guess. Midsummer is my "north wind".
I feel the world/nature/elements pushing me to be what I really am. I've been fighting it (this season) for the last two years. It subsides but it's getting harder and harder. I hope next year won't be this way. Or do I? If this feeling ceases to find me every year at this time, will I cease to really be me? How do you tell someone who ties themselves to you that you need to move and it's out of your control. You don't. He cannot understand. You don't. You slip away in the night, and hope he won't forget you. I wish I never kissed.
I need a solution
I need something
This heat will make you crazy
maybe that's why I swim like 3 times a day