Worried About//Lissie
I woke up this morning in a peculiar state of mind, and I have remained there all day. Initially I would have described the feeling as ‘high strung,’ but, now I’d describe it more as a hanging. Dangling somewhere in between a thousand emotions, so copious, that my thoughts disappear in their haze before I ever get a firm hold on them. Oddly enough, this fog has condensed and materialized as inspiration. I’ve done some of my best reading, writing, and thinking today. Unfortunately, I still feel dizzy; I still can’t shake the unease that has taken residence in the pit of my stomach. It’s sad to say: It isn’t worth it. Not for me. If given the choice, between creativity and solid earth beneath my feet, I’m going with the latter.
Things will be different now. I haven’t simply been dreaming. We are moving forward.
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