1.15.09

This abstraction is too foreign, is it really you? how am i to understand, when i lack the words to form the questions that are running through my head. Pondering this thought a little longer, I form questions with no real intellect just desperation. “what do you want with me? can you tell me now?”

Well, where I am now is far from where i was and closer to where i came from. Interesting intersections. Distance never changes things and the hands on this ticking watch are moving the opposite direction. Yesterday, I was determined to fly west with a motive. Today, I find myself stuttering as i realize i am only flying back in time chasing sunsets of the previous nights…Wishing. I hope sense comes to me soon because today, everything I’ve worked for only feels like yesterdays agenda.

Dear You,
Please leave me alone. Letting you go the first time was hard enough.