Oh, for a grey day...
Sep. 25th, 2003 11:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
saucy_dryad... with falling leaves, that I might go wandering and let myself be lost in my own thoughts.
It has been a strange season. My emotions are still swirling like bits of seaweed in the rush of waves to the shore. There's the grit of sand mixed in, and the scent of the unknown deeps as well, but mostly it just seems an inconvenience.
Ugh. I watched 'A Mighty Wind' as I was cross-stitching today. Now, there is no good reason why it should make me bawl. Yet still it does. Yikes.
I want to be more. I want to be what I used to dream I would.
Sorry to any reading this. I'm scattered and sad.
It has been a strange season. My emotions are still swirling like bits of seaweed in the rush of waves to the shore. There's the grit of sand mixed in, and the scent of the unknown deeps as well, but mostly it just seems an inconvenience.
Ugh. I watched 'A Mighty Wind' as I was cross-stitching today. Now, there is no good reason why it should make me bawl. Yet still it does. Yikes.
I want to be more. I want to be what I used to dream I would.
Sorry to any reading this. I'm scattered and sad.
