The Sea
This feeling is all too familiar
the setting has barely changed
but things feel different
the room feels smaller
Nothing changes
It's all the same
I sat there on those steps
waiting to bring in the millennium
Time travelling
in my mind
I take the scissors and cut up time
and put the pieces in boxes
separated by emotion
the oceans fill with thoughts
and memories are diluted by the sea
Wow. I haven't done this in a while. It's crazy how long it's been since I've written in here. It's not like riding a bike. It doesn't just come back to you. I've been absent but so have my regular readers. I'm not sure what I want to do with this blog now. I don't really know what I'm writing about. My muses now seem inappropriate and the desire to write has been wanting. Peace out.
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