Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Some Random Thoughts

Today is one of those days where I feel raw and tingly. Where every breath is a sob, and every word hits my ears like the touch a little too roughly on a burn, an emotional sting to every encounter. It's a good place to be: vulnerable and ready for all the inspiration swirling through the universe to stick to my open sore of a mind. It's a gory metaphor, but bleeding heart isn't far enough: I need another mile, another five miles, because the road is longer than that. I can't write it all down fast enough, I can't keep hold of it. It flows through me and that song I heard flew away before I could catch it. Maybe it will land in your palms where it was meant to be and you'll hold it to the sunlight. Maybe it will never grace you and will eventually find its way back to me through the drinking water, or a dinner roll, or the sudden intake of breath as I see something I wish I hadn't, but will be indelibly written in my brain and played on a loop until the song is heard.