And in the end, it's all just noise anyway.
(Don't read too much into that--as it happens, I'm not sure what it means either.)
I think lately I'm taking myself (read: my subconscious mind) too seriously.
Weird dreams are simply that. Weird.
Just gotta push on and see where things go-
About the title: Again, I don't know..just dig the sound of it.
Unrelated but as important: Been perusing my oldie but moldie livejournal to see if I'm as or more prolific than what went before... It's about the same, slightly more mature tone in the writing. Less "I did this/I did that" stuff, far more ellipses used.
How am I feeling lately?
Good question. Probably best to describe it as a fluctuating day to day transparency(in and out of sync), coupled with moments of solid jollity and fleeting contentment. Here. But not here. Wavering in all things, but still there's mountainary trickles of hope down the river.
Simple answer: Not bad, but could be doing better.
Plus column: Urge to write is slowly but surely returning.
Bottom line: Needing to refill reservoir of self-importance, and to find me again.
Hoping(operative word here) it'll happen...fairly soon.
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