slide
Can words even be found? I'm pulling I'm pulling the strings so fucking tight and I feel looser and looser by the minute. Maybe holding on tighter isn't what I should be doing. Maybe if I stop pulling and start loosening, maybe then once and for all everything will just fall away from me and I'll have to worry about it no longer. I should have never placed trust or too much comfort in any of it anyway. *Nothing is truly solid* *Ignorance is bliss* *Nothing is ever as good as you can imagine it* Three good lessons. I have music. I have water. I have guitar. I have a sunny day waiting for me outside. I have hands. I have feet. And I'm trying to walk across an oily ground. This is hard without friction. This is hard without something pushing my feet to move forward. Slide. I get it. Slide. Make it fun. There's something out there. I can feel it's energy. It's been calling me, but this time I won't expect anything at all when I get there. I'm going to slide.....