Wow, an update.
I just wrote a poem. That felt really good.
I can't express what I'm feeling, what's going through my head... not even in my poem...
That's a bad thing isn't it.
Anyhow I'm feeling the need to create.
Create myself?
That's how I put it.
What to do, what to do.
The word "need" is so strange, isn't it. Are there many shades of need, are some of them beautiful, or is it just one, great, naked ugly thing.
I say naked like a bad thing. But no, naked is a beautiful thing. The most beautiful way you can be. Naked.
I can't express what I'm feeling, what's going through my head... not even in my poem...
That's a bad thing isn't it.
Anyhow I'm feeling the need to create.
Create myself?
That's how I put it.
What to do, what to do.
The word "need" is so strange, isn't it. Are there many shades of need, are some of them beautiful, or is it just one, great, naked ugly thing.
I say naked like a bad thing. But no, naked is a beautiful thing. The most beautiful way you can be. Naked.