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jocelyncee) wrote2005-05-10 01:18 am
jocelyncee) wrote2005-05-10 01:18 am
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once you get there....
You know, I really have no desire to write just now. At least, not to describe in a witty, cursory fashion the events of recent days. My heart's just not in it.
My heart is in something else. I'm not confused, or struggling, or pissy, or anything remotely exciting or interesting. Maybe I just don't care, maybe I'm just tired. Maybe I'm not just anything, but everything. Everything I could be, everything I desire, everything possible. Everything.
Nothing to bitch about, nothing that I want to wonder about now. Nothing.
Okay then, when words fail, actions speak. What action? The next right thing. Brush teeth, change for bed, go to sleep.
May the noteworthy thoughts arise in dreams, and resolve themselves in whatever medium, be it paper, pixel or prayer.
My heart is in something else. I'm not confused, or struggling, or pissy, or anything remotely exciting or interesting. Maybe I just don't care, maybe I'm just tired. Maybe I'm not just anything, but everything. Everything I could be, everything I desire, everything possible. Everything.
Nothing to bitch about, nothing that I want to wonder about now. Nothing.
Okay then, when words fail, actions speak. What action? The next right thing. Brush teeth, change for bed, go to sleep.
May the noteworthy thoughts arise in dreams, and resolve themselves in whatever medium, be it paper, pixel or prayer.