Friday, September 30, 2005

Nonsense

My mind is in the clouds. I'm a dreamer. My hopes will build up so high, they are destined to fly away like a kite that's lost it's string, destined to get tangled in a live wire and burn to a crisp. And all I will have left is what I began with, a dream.
I'm still not sure what exactly it is, or what I would do if it came true. So I tried to stop thinking about it. I don't want to have to seek it out this time. It should happen naturally. It's this partially finished puzzle that's been sitting out for 10 years collecting dust. I keep trying to put the wrong pieces into place because I want them to fit so badly. But it'll never be finished. As many pieces as I take, I give as many away. My edges are frayed and worn from trying to fit where they don't belong. Perhaps I could learn how to take your shape, and find somewhere we could both fit into place.

5 comments:

Wookiee Rage said...

did you write that? it's quite nice. very nice indeed.

it's nice to see a bit of whimsy in with the melancholy.

Nervous said...

yes i did, wookiee - just my attempt at being thoughtful - thank you! ;)

Scott said...

Not only beautiful, but a great writer!

Scott said...

I would have to agree with Dave on this one.

Nervous said...

oh... come on now...thanks you guys. :)