Bluebprints For Building A Playset

crippled.

's how I feel sometimes.
Just a very small event, a word, an attitude, a gesture, and I feel puzzled.
It takes me a while to get back into balance. But it becomes a balance
new and different. A balance that I like because I feel it more true. You see that sometimes I need to be displaced. To understand me better and to bring out those things that are buried inside me, but things are more real to me.

Maybe I'm getting old.
Or maybe I'm learning to scrub more.

(hopefully it will be the second)

Cough Condition_symptoms

Seeking a permanent center of gravity .... (Actually permanent scares me a bit ..)

Mamma mia, how much time has passed!
(BTW, I no longer have enemies, say, and have not gone the movement because I have done something wrong ..)

I have no great desire to write.

That is to say .. the desire is there, are the words that are missing. Despite being a "thinker", lately (about a year we also do) live mainly in emotions and those indecipherable. Things you can not write. And if you write, you write the code .. comes out something completely pointless for those not who writes them. Jumble of words that make sense only in the mind (sick) of the writer.

Maybe I'm losing my mind. Or maybe I'm just

finding a few things about me that were put into oblivion.
These routes can not be described when we're in the middle. Sometimes even a path, so to speak, finished. Everything is not internalized and can only live day by day, moment by moment to live the way, a bit confused .. But no.

Here, see? There are waterfall. I tried to explain something and came out almost a cryptic message, but for me all the way in the world!

forget it.

I do not make promises, but hope to be back here soon .. would be to have something more definite to share and to live ..

Kisses.