Sep 18, 2006 15:08
Well, here I am again, in a state of electronic over-saturation. It's like I have a net presence for every voice in my head. Getting hard to hear over the din they create. So much laughter, sobbing, screaming, cheering...don't know to whom I should listen.
Spread too thin, I can't keep the blustery world from my soul, as it clings desperately like a rag in a hurricane.
Perhaps it should rip free, be sent whirling into a cauldron of chaos; charcoal from the lack of light. Maybe a journey without destination is precisely what's needed.
On the precipice of some life changes. One in particular. I'll know more tomorrow night. Let's hope Thanatos is too busy elsewhere to bother being in Cleveland, Ohio.
-N