always

where is my happy period?

gasp

water gulped into mouth
washing the face
filling the lungs
pulling down into the deep
drowning

cracked rear view

Hey little bro. I've been missing you recently. I still have your Hootie & the Blowfish CD that you loaned me ages ago. I listened to it tonight. And remembered you. Wish I could see your face. Hope you're in a better place.

Love you.
Your Aisharay

think straight

Simple communication. Clear thoughts. Taking each one at a time.

Life is complicated. But lines of expression can be made simple for the purpose of clear conversation.

I am driven a little insane by a mind that cannot keep a straight thought long enough to maintain a discussion on that point before moving on to the next. The jumbling and mixture of the thoughts leads to convoluted webs of mixed-up points, incorrect assumptions, misunderstanding, confusing answers, consistent defending, exhaustion, frustration, and an emptying of patience.

flatscreen of endless depth

I love to write.
I always have.
I clear my mind
and collect my thoughts
in little journals through life.

I still write.

This blog, my favourite.
This glass container of musing
This window into my mind
This platform for sharing some of my best posts.

Thanks, electronic screen and untouchable ink,
for the depth of thoughts you contain and protect.