silent all these years

Nov 27, 2004 14:14

An update has been rolling around in my ribcage somewhere for a couple of days and now my fingers are finally allowing its exodus.
For as long as I can remember, my favorite mythical creature has been the phoenix. The idea of crashing and burning and emerging fresh from the wreckage has always charmed me. I feel in some way that I have accomplished that over the past few days. Then again, some things continue to pain me. However, I believe it helps that I am finally acknowledging that and dealing with it in my own inarticulate way.
I am enamoured with my own pie and I don't think I realize how unhealthy that is.
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