Its funny how these strange urges to write come about. I will just be sitting there doing what ever, then inspiration strikes like a bolt of lightning. I grab whatever writing utensil and piece of paper I can find. The words just pour out of me, as easy and satisfying as breathing.
Yesterday was bad. Worse than bad, rock bottom. Now that I think about it, yesterday was also good, (funny how that happens.) The best part about the bottom, you can only go up. So here i am, going up. I am very lucky. On the edge of the cliff I was perched, ready to swan dive into nothingness. Hands, lots of hands, they pulled me back. I am very lucky.
I don't know why it happened, and that is frustrating. I don't know why I went off like that, probably just lots of anger and sadness bursting from me like a super nova. I am sorry for anyone that was caught in the blast. You know what they say about super novas though, thats is how new stars are formed; the universe's way of starting over. Kind of like me. Hopefully things will be peaceful for awhile; until next time. I think I will be ok, but I have been wrong about that before...
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