I don’t get it. I’m so filled with anger, this RED RAGE, this “GET ME OUT OF THIS CAGE” feeling.
And I don’t know how these feelings will fade and turn from the floor to the ceiling.
And when I look up and I see my rage start to fade I realize it’s tragedy that brings color to the grey.
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As I’m swimming in the weeds of a grounded journey, I’m trying to gain the overhead perspective. I’m taking every day, whether it’s normal, not so normal, or tragic, stirring it together, pouring in a thousand gallons of the preverbial “WHY?!” and letting it stew until it makes sense. Lately that concoction has been pretty bitter-sweet.
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