Why do we create so many problems for ourselves? Do we enjoy the drama? Do we enjoy the agony, the pain, the emptiness, the abandonment, the joy, the happiness, the love of the drama? I don't know. Personally I don't try to create problems for myself. I like a drama free and problem free life. Of course, I don't always get it. Like now.
I realize as I travel from here to beyond to back again, I have forgotten a few things. A few quirks that went unnoticed before and are now glaringly obvious. A few discussions that should have been have, didn't happen, and now I am stuck. I would like a few things in life. Sleep to come easy. Questions to be asked and answered. Interruptions to be squashed. I want things to be simple. I want to know that when I am tired I will close my eyes and go to sleep. I want to know that when I ask a question or ask someone else a question it will be answered and finalized. I want to know that my life, my speech, and the things I want to learn, won't be interrupted by outside influences.
It isn't to much to ask is it? To have a life worth living.
One thing not missing is ADVENTURE! I have driven across these United States and I have seen things that people only dream of. Animals nursing their young. The sunrise through the trees and the sunset over the ocean. I have witnessed the destruction of abandonment and the beauty of decay. People have spoken to me in a New England accent, a Midwest accent, a southern accent, and everything you could think of in between.
I have cried on freeways, and I have laughed on highways.
I have gotten lost and I have been found.
There are things missing, people, pets, and I feel very alone at times, but I'm getting there. I'm falling into the life I think I want to have. Tonight though, tonight, I wanted to pass on the feelings, the fortunes, the feverish thoughts. I wanted everyone to stop, think a moment and consider, are you living a life worth living? If someone asks you would you say, "Yes, this is where I want to be," or would you think about dreams long gone or forgotten.
My brain is too full. Tonight I hope to dream about life. Tomorrow, well, tomorrow I hope to dream about escaping from the grave.
I realize as I travel from here to beyond to back again, I have forgotten a few things. A few quirks that went unnoticed before and are now glaringly obvious. A few discussions that should have been have, didn't happen, and now I am stuck. I would like a few things in life. Sleep to come easy. Questions to be asked and answered. Interruptions to be squashed. I want things to be simple. I want to know that when I am tired I will close my eyes and go to sleep. I want to know that when I ask a question or ask someone else a question it will be answered and finalized. I want to know that my life, my speech, and the things I want to learn, won't be interrupted by outside influences.
It isn't to much to ask is it? To have a life worth living.
One thing not missing is ADVENTURE! I have driven across these United States and I have seen things that people only dream of. Animals nursing their young. The sunrise through the trees and the sunset over the ocean. I have witnessed the destruction of abandonment and the beauty of decay. People have spoken to me in a New England accent, a Midwest accent, a southern accent, and everything you could think of in between.
I have cried on freeways, and I have laughed on highways.
I have gotten lost and I have been found.
There are things missing, people, pets, and I feel very alone at times, but I'm getting there. I'm falling into the life I think I want to have. Tonight though, tonight, I wanted to pass on the feelings, the fortunes, the feverish thoughts. I wanted everyone to stop, think a moment and consider, are you living a life worth living? If someone asks you would you say, "Yes, this is where I want to be," or would you think about dreams long gone or forgotten.
My brain is too full. Tonight I hope to dream about life. Tomorrow, well, tomorrow I hope to dream about escaping from the grave.
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