Listen deeply to what hurts.
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All in Thoughts
I am getting a little too invested in how I need the world to be versus how the world really is
How can both of these things be true? I don’t know. But you tell me if they don’t both manage to ring true.
These were the thoughts that led to me writing Baby Steps earlier this week. I was trying to think of a way to represent something imperceptibly small but incredibly impactful. It made me think that this unique feeling which bothered me so much, of something just out of my reach being my fault, might be someone else’s normal.
If you haven’t watched any Midnight Gospel (on Netflix) yet you should. I am jealously admiring how interesting those people’s thoughts are and it makes me want to listen to myself speak to see if I can even hold my own attention.
Whether or not anyone is looking, it feels really good to try and commit to a personal project. So in an effort to work on consistently writing I have been combining minor journaling with poetry. This is another one of those.
I wrote this in a moment of intense emotion. I don’t feel like this now and I don’t feel like it all the time. I don’t think it’s hard to be me. But poetry is how I process the most intense negative emotions to get them out. Writing this really helped.
It feels like whether I say something negative or positive to me, it is a lie either way.
This is not the set up for a joke. I just have this weird affinity for Mary Poppins.
Bukowski was not a great person. But reading Portions from a Wine Stained Notebook affected me a lot.
I often prefer a good story to any kind of news reporting, when the bias is made obvious and honest it feels easier to find the truth.