Time to Crawl

Coming to a block is the hardest part of life.

I went out of town to get this over with, only to find myself in the same spot. Dreadful, disgusting, and frustrating. Very very frustrating. I have resorted to all sorts of inspiration.. conversations, vids, internet, music, nature, zen, capoeira, running, deep breathing… A LOT OF DEEP BREATHING!!! nao, nothing seems to work.

I’ve read a whole lot during this drought. Just finished my third book plus two double digest archie’s… been blog-hopping/hogging and yes, I’m still here, dehyde to the nth!

Take this away… PLEASE!

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So, I dreamt about my ex. We were sitting beach-side, holding hands. And then suddenly it’s Jesus holding my hand. Whatever you’re thinking, I know… I myself don’t know how to react to this. After months, am I still hung up??? What?! (hehe)

Jesus in the picture. Now that’s refreshing. He’s telling me to slow down. Maybe I should?

I was telling myself and everyone how i am never bored for doing a lot of things and now I am so bored I can count the dust hovering around me! No I will not shop! No I will not overeat! I will deep breathe again… and crawl…

Crawl and crawl until this goes away.

Ouch! my knees!

~ by dadadoll on August 30, 2009.