Thursday, March 29, 2012

Writings on the wall: If you get that ...& you' with that

I had to step outside of what was familiar to me. 
I was beginning to feel like a corpse in the one place that gave me LIFE. 
Nothing made sense. ...& not much of anything mattered. as we'd already discussed.

Fighting off the goblins of indolence

I had to figure out why I'd become this way. No one could/would do it for me.
I left to rebuild and to find answers. 
To slow down a mind that couldn't pace itself to save itself.

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