A Birthday Come and Gone

There are so many things I wish I could say.

But how do you contain all the beauty and pain of weeks apart on a page?

I want desperately to make sense of everything that has happened, both in my life and the lives of those I hold closest to my heart.

But how do you comprehend the incomprehensible?

No, don’t tell me how; the flames of love are only beginning to burn brighter now.

Utter nonsense, what is this flying out of my mind onto the screen before me but utter nonsense?

Perhaps clarity. Perhaps stupidity. Perhaps simple over-tired illegibility.

But it’s there.

And maybe the meaning isn’t so much in the words…

But the spaces between.

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Well, that’s my trippy attempt at  conveying the past few weeks and simultaneously the past few moments into a simple blog-post. Note-to-self: NEVER ATTEMPT AGAIN. GO HOME, YOU’RE DRUNK ON LIFE.

Seriously, don’t take any of this seriously. I just had to sift through a bajillion facebook notifications and about the same number of blog-posts. MY BRAIN IS MUSH. HAZARD: NONSENSICALITY AT WORK.

Posted on June 10, 2013, in Insights. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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