I've taken quite a disjunction in my blogging. Of late I've been sort of diverted as I keep going off into my own world, like "zoning out" or "swooned." Nothing has been able to pull me back, or inspire me. My mind goes back and forth like the waves of an abashing ocean. I need an anchor. Someone or something to keep me planted in a life of reality and responsibility, yet I feel like my planting has been reaped and I'm floating aimlessly in the air in prayers that I don't unearth a gust of wind. If someone were to sit with me over 5 minutes at a time you can visually see the blank and emptiness in my eyes as my face loses character and expression as if at an abandoned hotel where the lights remain on, however there is no one there. I can't conclude what it is that keeps bringing me into this world of non-existent, but I desperately need to find a way to make it stop. I don't as myself nor do I feel adequate. Someone pull into this world and lock me up with your chains to keep me here.
Till next time my lil' stalkers I will feed you chickens later. Buenos Noches
