The distracted mind Part Dos

Yes, it’s one of those days and I can’t think of anything else to write but this.

For the past 2 weeks my mind have been so distracted. I’m daydreaming a lot but I did my work. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still a machine that’s working till its last drop of fuel. I don’t know if what I’m thinking of is a bad thing. It very paradoxical,. I can’t even decide what’s right and what’s not.

I don’t even know if I like this feeling. I do want to embrace it but . . .

I feel like hiding under a rock — a mossy rock where no one would want to touch and flip —  hidden inside an endless cave where no one would find me. I’m so afraid of stepping out.

Even if I’m not, I’d be too feeble to lift the rock anyway. My life held prisoner within while endless shadows upon my greatest fear are cast.

Yet, certain days do I see a light that gives me the strength to live my life. Before the light fades, I’d better gather up all the strength I got to get out.

But what happens next? Being free to roam across the great skies — alive and happy. As I fly I’m afraid. There’s definitely electrical wires or antennae. How painful it would be to run into one.

Until next time.


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