there is this place i go. i never know i'm on my way there until suddenly i recognize that feeling i get whenever i'm here. it's a huge space. room to run. room to hide. room to sit openly and feel. the air is thick, it requires that you move slowly. it is a space between what is real and what isn't. words surround me in this space. there are so many i'm sorting through. words that impact thoughts. thoughts that generate more words. words to interpret, words to take literally. words to live by. words to forget. words to listen to, believe in. words to drown out. words can create connections. words can create disconnections.
the words in my head are moving quickly, some are loud, others are quiet, making it difficult to sort and think about. thoughts that i can't seem to generate into words and not sure i want to.
that's the space i'm in.
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i share this space with you this place where my thoughts cannot seem to be generated into words and perhaps for good reason...curious about what your thinking here... anxious to catch up soon.
ditto mamacita. i have a lot of words up there swirling around, but they can't seem to find their way to my lips, my journal or my blog. i'm impressed that you at least put what you did down on yours. looking forward to seeing you soon, my long lost & found again, friend!! :)
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