It's possible I don't trust myself enough to post here nowadays. I always saw these thoughts here as paramount. Maybe not permanent, but like pages in a book. So many doubts can make that sort of thing harder to believe in though.
I'm so scared I'm going to write down these pages wrong. Right now I am the only one awake. How could I let myself do that? Now that I'm no longer being taught, now that I no longer can pretend I'm figuring things out, what can I say inspires these hours?
In reality, I've always visited these hours, it's just so overwhelming right now though, it's hard to know where I begin and end. Am I too large? Too noncommittal? God damnit, why do I have to be anything?
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