This is the end of an era. I will no longer be part of the community. I will be on my own. Like right now, rambling to myself without any purpose whatsoever.
I am floating from one thought to another. Ready to latch on to uncommon ideas. Nevertheless, there are no ideas worth expanding. Same thing, hitting my head. Pretty much waiting for the big event to happen. Unfortunately, the pattern is recurring.
In this case, I might as well talk cock and sing songs. Nothing interests me anymore. My mind just cannot shift [] (away) from the Realm of Angels. The waiting is the hardest part.
Maybe I should stop writing for a while. Maybe I should not. Instead, I just be trigger-happy and ke[y] (keep) randomly hitting different parts of my brain.
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