Its been a while since I had a quiet, undistracted thought. No illusions, no attempt to cover up. Just time to think clearly for a moment and accept the things that cause disruption. My emotions blow north, then south. When pushed, I blow back. Uncontainable. Wreckless. At least in my heart. On the surface, glass. But its just that, glass. Transparent and smudged with imperfections.
Why is it so scary to be completely honest? Why do we try to distract ourselves to cover up insecurities? Mostly I'm afraid that complete exposure would do nothing but cause pain. Yet, I do it again, and again. Is it habitual or do I really just want to be heard? I do believe in keeping sacred things sacred, but I have an undying need to leak my point of view into this world. I'm embarrassed to announce it, or shine a light on it... But hopefully if it is leaked, ever so slowly, it can run in the pipelines of those who will appreciate it. Those who can be inspired by it. Like I am inspired by the wind.
Now, I am no model--but I couldn't resist the wind. No person in their right mind would've taken pictures at that moment, in the bitter cold.... but I am obviously not in my right mind:)
