One thing that has not, and probably won't, change about me is that I'm a romanticist. Emotion flows through me in such quantity that it flows over me. Like a fuse struck by too much power, with a POP, it all goes out. I often have to recharge because moments of overload are inevitable to those who feel too much. I'm fragile and hurt, lost and confused, lonely and longing.
The worst part about the mind is how it can create something so big that never existed; something true to only one person.
Nat, I so know what you mean! I deal with this a lot. I realize this response is very out of the blue but I something made me want to read your blogs today. I hope you're well.
ReplyDeleteI'm great. When I saw the email saying you commented I had to do a double take. I hope my blog doesn't bore you.
ReplyDeleteWhy would it bore me? I enjoy it. You're very emotionally honest; I like that.
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