My door is ajar tonight. I am leaving it slightly propped open so I do not get overwhelmed. You know that feeling you get when you are shut into a space no matter what the size. It can be a familiar space, one you love to spend time in usually, one that holds fond memories a place that you are normally at peace. But sometimes once that door shuts you are committed to solitude. Just you & the air that surrounds you.
I try to fill the space with light, with sound & with various tasks set before me but my mind always drifts to the closed door. Perhaps because I know there is life beyond it. I feel like a three year old fighting sleep because they might miss a new wonder. That if they close their eyes the mysteries of universe will be told to the kid in the next house
Silly? Perhaps.
It is more likely that my door is ajar tonight because I want to feel connected to what lays beyond it. No matter what it may be.
- Mood:
Isolated - Listening to: Rob Zombie
- Reading: Erotic Fiction
- Watching: The X-Files
- Eating: cherries
- Drinking: water