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Unfinished Thoughts - Blog Posts
I'll listen for a while
but soon I'll start writing
the air absorbs my words
whispered ink, floating, swirling
a thousand voices silently churning
a brilliant light that clouds the senses
drowning in heady daydreams
and forgotten thoughts.
'I'm sorry, what did you say?' I'll say politely.
There are days where I feel this sense of standing on the edge. Not so much a cliff, but the boundary of something to another thing. I spin around a bit looking for a direction to move in, but it's just not obvious.
The feeling subsides when I get out of my head and need to get something done, be it work or family stuff. But it will come back in a strange quiet moment to myself anywhere.
we crossed our hearts and
hoped that one of us would
die faster than the other
would live...