Ok so :: You do your part and make and apperance and now you have to wait,, the mind worp begins, All you can think about is, the answers to the questions and how they sounded perfectly tailored to the meeting, yet then in retrospect, you feel like they may have missed the mark, but that could just be the brain playing the memory back in a new order. this may be deep but:: i prepare things then have to wait . ARRRRGGHHH
Cold winds a blowin, sing songs a howlin. The weather is raw the weather is king. Shorter days knocking at the door. remembrances of yesteryear, the good old days, realizing they are permanently gone and that it will never be the same state again. Its a hard world to swallow sometimes, and especially as the time progresses and with that the expectations of adaption and evolution are ever present.. But it's easier to reflect than pro actively predict.! I am faced with the harsh reality that the place in the world that I am from , the magical all possible place that I come from is vanishing, slipping away and turning into a place of sour milk and no longer that rich golden land of milk and honey...... no dwelling but really dwelling. that is the state I sit in. the longing and desperation of knowing exactly how things would turn out. its gone its gone so gone gone gone... not hopeless just placeless spaceless danceless joyless empty outta wack adaptive acceptance
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