My thoughts this week have been a roiling, burning, churn-churn-churn. All frayed fibers and caffeine burn. I have absolutely no idea how to express myself to the right people (and I make a living expressing). I didn’t sleep a minute of Sunday night. More than one somebody I know has recently found out they’re not long for this world, and one has already passed (far too young). More post-it reminders on the mortality fridge saying, “Live! Live! Live” and “Do! Do! Do!” and “Say! Say! Say!” My problems are tiny by comparison. And it seems like obligation eventually swallows everyone in life. Comfortable oblivions. I keep bouncing around on my silly little adventures, and one by one, another someone fades into “real life.” I can’t rightly hold it against them, but it gets a lonelier riding dinosaurs.
More coherent, useful posts (on life developments, moving, travel, and upcoming publishing/reading events) coming soon. Stay tuned. Tonight, I’m off across the Ocean in search of vikings.
That was beautiful. Sad. But beautiful. </3
Thank you kindly.
Ethan Kincaid said:
I know that feel.
Renee Doetsch said:
I’m so sorry your having to go through such heart ache…I wish I could magically make your dreams come true. Sometimes just taking stock of what you do have in life (friends & family) are what get you through the hardest hurdles in life. I hope you can find the happiness you deserve. If you need to talk -maybe we can Skype?
I love you!!! Mom
Sent from my iPad- Renee
Mom! Where’d you come from? Thanks!
From one dino rider to another… *pounds fist to chest* Keep in the saddle, weary traveler.
Thank you, fellow rider!