Nothing Is Heavy to Those Who Have Wings

Welcome gentle readers! Well if you’ve made it this far then I’ll have to let you in on a little secret…I lied. It’s something I can only do in text, and seeing as I’m not particularly moral or amoral for that matter, I see it as something of a fault. I can however omit the truth fairly well, but have found it best to just let others draw their own conclusions and agree. It is amazing how many people just want to be right. I fear I’m rambling, but the point I was going to make was: I’m not really imploding. I’m not saying things didn’t get pretty dicey there for a while and I may even admit to wallowing, but it was like finally hitting rock bottom and realizing I did it in a cocoon. It still hurt, and realizing the world you actually lived in was cutting yourself off from the one that was actually always out there, and still filled with so many different possibilities isn’t so bad-even if it was a huge waste of time. I’ve dusted myself off, the sunlight is dazzling and I just might have wings. Walk with me, maybe I’ll entertain you for a little while…hopefully at some point I’ll repulse you. My minds a jumble but you are most welcome to wade through all the bullshit.