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6/04/2013

Dry


Ever go to the well and the well was dry?  Well, that's sort of how I feel right now.

In the face of so much drama, all of which I cannot describe here, and then there's all the little things that Life seems to enjoy piling on - like rugby players in a scrum.

Sometimes, it's just too hard to do.  The inspiration fails.  That blank mental sheet stares back at you as you search your mind for a glimmer of Subject, Thought or Opinion outside of yourself and the shit.  All of which really needs an explanation.  For me.  For you.

Someday.  But not now.

Ndinombethe.

5 comments:

Big Mark 243 said...

I wish we could have a beer and talk some of this stuff out... I can only imagine some of the things that are on your mind... and how unwieldy they are ...

Nan Sheppard said...

Take time, chillax. It's summer, time to watch things unfold. Men, y'all like to fix things, but some things just need to be left to grow and change. ((HUGS))

PattiKen said...

Years ago, at a moment of extreme frustration, a very wise Jamaican lady told me, "Give it some time, darlin'. It'll settle down." Turned out to be a wonderful philosophy.

Mrs F with 4 said...

Exactly...time. Give yourself time...and don't forget to breathe....

I do find cycling clears my mind beautifully - and as an aside, I found triathlon bike shorts, with the more, ah, extensive area of padding, much more suited to my anatomy. I couldn't comment that day - the verification thing didn't like me!

Now. Close your eyes, imagine clouds, or clear skies, or sheep, or whatever, and breathe deeply.
Love and hugs
x

Kir said...

I've felt like that this, that..for most of the past year as if I have so much to say and don't know how, don't even know where to start.

in being quiet I found that space, time to heal, to rethink, to learn.

I'm wishing you that..and beyond that you know where I am. :)