Today, a struggle to occupy the space with something that is not you. It’s like the chasm that is empty immediately behind a dam, but I can feel the walls quaking trying to hold onto that emptiness. The walls can’t hold forever. Will you flood me again? Will you be the deluge? Sometimes I feel compelled to ask you to be.
Today, a first look at music from Baz Luhrmann’s The Great Gatsby via NPR.
Today, waking up from dreams. Vivid dreams make for cloudy realities.
Today, fighting something greater than me. Or fighting alongside it. One of the two. These days, it’s been difficult to distinguish.