The internal monologue that is my thought process is not happy with me.
The difference between what I want to think and what I really think are having quite the war right now. What I want to think is the North Pole and what I really think is the South pole. Now that they've met in the middle, instead of compromise you get the center of the earth: a solid, hot, uncompromising core. There is nowhere to move from here so nothing is getting anything done. Plates are shifting from within and the rest of me is at risk for uncontrollable earthquakes and tsunamis.
I told you I'm a natural disaster.
2 Comments, Questions, and Concerns:
The Earth began as a hot molten mess and through uncontrollable earthquakes, etc. transformed into the beautiful planet of today. Disregarding the ugly mess us as humans have wrecked upon it, the beauty can still be found.
Disaster and darkness allows the best of us to shine through. It's troublesome for the time being, but once you've settled out your internal conflicts, you'll be happier with who you become and realize it was worth it.
I miss you too, Leaf Doctor ;) I have a few tricks up my sleeve for photography, I don't know if I told you? Expired film gives beautiful results.
I like the way you put that. It actually kind of gave me a little flicker of hope!
Te amo, Cela.
But no, you didn't tell me though I am terribly curious now.
You. Me. Hang out. SOON.
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