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I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Mellow



Im good at start-ups.  Better in mid-part.  Best in leavings.  But I’m good at starting all over.  Don’t you forget that.  

So a few  weeks ago I started packing up.  And was actually dreamy on taking that short vacay … short enough to be cut short … but what the heck I say. So dear me is all set to unpack.

Singapore and Dubai both still in the pipeline.  I’m not closing any door … I can go as fas as Mars J


BLESSON:  While I have the chance, this habit I have to break … you know, it’s not easy to pack, unpack, and again again.  Im  43.  ADHD is no excuse.  I have to resist the wind.  I have to settle down.   Not  that I need it, I do not wish to misconstrue myself … I’m not stuttering … I’m not nervous … I’m not mincing words … Im not taken aback … I’m just sayin’  I wanna do this.  Settle down.


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