Hello, darkness..
I have all but forgotten this space, my dark quiet room.. Life has exploded, imploded, and extricated me from here..reflections take solitude. However brief, the moments of clarity come and go and life takes precedence over escapism I'm so used to. My sweet girl is growing up, same age as this blog, 7 years. There are layers of life here, loves, break-ups, mementos..I inhabited this space when I was lonely. I am ok with being lonely. Just not alone. I'm never alone, life's been good to me this way..I grew numb to a lot of things yet I feel a change coming on..Crisp cool air of a new Indian summer. My 40th.
I have all but forgotten this space, my dark quiet room.. Life has exploded, imploded, and extricated me from here..reflections take solitude. However brief, the moments of clarity come and go and life takes precedence over escapism I'm so used to. My sweet girl is growing up, same age as this blog, 7 years. There are layers of life here, loves, break-ups, mementos..I inhabited this space when I was lonely. I am ok with being lonely. Just not alone. I'm never alone, life's been good to me this way..I grew numb to a lot of things yet I feel a change coming on..Crisp cool air of a new Indian summer. My 40th.
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