Just A Random Rant.They say that when a person has become restless without reason, that little consistencies in their life will begin to unravel, in an effort to show them there is something they aren't seeing. Remedying the situation, however, is often easier said than done.Just A Random Rant. by smokedragon
Like facing a towering wall of locks, a person goes from one to the next, hoping that the tumblers release an answer. But where to start? It could be a large answer, or a small one. One lock could open onto another, possibly in a succession. Some locks, even, will only be open for a little while, ultimately returning a person to where they were before they opened it.
I don't always sleep at night anymore. I can see the wall of locks more clearly in the daylight, and it is painful. Yet, I'm still restless, and I still find myself with sore hands and broken picks. My heart seems perpetually caught in a silent moment just before dawn, my very being holding its breath and waiting. Part of me has been tired for a very long time, haunted
|One of the things you will learn about me at some point is that my luck with life is less than great. Most of my poetry is really dismal. Somehow, despite that, these days I'm usually a pretty happy person. I suppose it could be said that perhaps once I accepted the fact that misfortune and chaos seem to find me, and let it go, I stopped caring about it so much, and that made being happy easier. Sure, I have my moments where I'm all aggro or hiding under a blanket in a dark room with old black and white horror movies, but I seem to adapt to things for the most part. Photography seems to be my favorite thing to do lately, and I'm enjoying it a lot.|