Drifting, limbo style, and not the kind with the really low pole.
Emotion isn't subject to the laws of gravity here. What once as up is down, and down extends outwards from the center.
I'm not upset, but I am angry. Mostly at the being here.
I'm not sad, but I am lonely. Mostly for the being here.
And things would be eminently easier if the outside world, representing the future along with all its abundant potential, ceased to swirl about, but I can't be the one to end that.
Days pass in the blink of an eye, and then I work to support the passing of days.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
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