I'm getting some testing of my heart done.
Can't help but think the irony is terribly amusing, as serious as this situation is.
I've always said I'm heartbroken. And I've always said that the mind is capable of convincing the body of certain things. I never thought my mind would take it quite this far.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Shoes
I guess I'm feeling a little bit older.
I guess I'm feeling a little more at home.
I guess I'm finally settling, coming to terms with who I am and where I am.
Unpacked my shoes today, I've been living here three months.
I cried when I came across my unused, cold dance shoes.
They don't belong on the rack with all the others.
I was one space short, don't have a spot for my gillies.
It's cause they don't belong on the shelf.
I guess I'm feeling a little more at home.
I guess I'm finally settling, coming to terms with who I am and where I am.
Unpacked my shoes today, I've been living here three months.
I cried when I came across my unused, cold dance shoes.
They don't belong on the rack with all the others.
I was one space short, don't have a spot for my gillies.
It's cause they don't belong on the shelf.
Funny
Currently blowing my mind, is how quickly we let things escape us.
Really it's about how quickly we let things step out of our minds, even just briefly. The concept really just took a step to the left, and is still standing right next to you, you just can't see it. It's growing and festering and infected, and it's only when it bubbles over and leaks back into your space that you remember it's existence.
They're right next to you, because you won't let them get any farther. Subconsciously you're holding on with all your might, not wanting to cope or deal with the small cut, until it's infection forces you to bandage it, medicate, and make it heal.
Right now, I'm meeting these concepts. These festering issues standing all around me. I hate them, but I love them, which is why I never let them really leave. They're such a part of me, but they're so broken.
The more attention I'm paying to these concepts, the more they're stepping back into my own existence, and eating me alive.
Really it's about how quickly we let things step out of our minds, even just briefly. The concept really just took a step to the left, and is still standing right next to you, you just can't see it. It's growing and festering and infected, and it's only when it bubbles over and leaks back into your space that you remember it's existence.
They're right next to you, because you won't let them get any farther. Subconsciously you're holding on with all your might, not wanting to cope or deal with the small cut, until it's infection forces you to bandage it, medicate, and make it heal.
Right now, I'm meeting these concepts. These festering issues standing all around me. I hate them, but I love them, which is why I never let them really leave. They're such a part of me, but they're so broken.
The more attention I'm paying to these concepts, the more they're stepping back into my own existence, and eating me alive.
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