out of the blue.
I really wanted a ciggarette today, All of the sudden out of nowhere. Strange how that happens. I am going to start writing more, A little everyday. I feel like the writing helps me organize my thoughts and clear my head. Sometimes though, I feel like I am so lost in my head I can’t even bring my self to pick up a pen. I can’t even start typing because the moment I do the thoughts will scatter like rodents when you turn on the light to your downtown studio apartment. Then it’s impossible to lure them back out. You can’t set up a mouse trap for your thoughts. They come and go as they please. Thoughts and emotions both ephemeral. Two things we will never control. I love how hard we try to control them. You can’t decide who you love, you can’t decide when an image of them pops into your head. You sure as hell can’t control how they feel. Normally a fan of all things transient, and impermanent. Not today, not right now. Not when it comes to my thoughts or the loss of my thoughts I should say.
So this is me, starting to collect and focus. Into some writing, something productive. For someone that can at times be verbose, especially after a few pints. I’m mute when it comes to any meaningful, profound thought. This changes now.
