abjabber

Lately, I have been writing up a storm and pouring out my emotions uncontrollably. It feels wild, meaningful and without predictable direction. My passion cant find a home but at this present moment it does not need one. I have surrendered my reason and analysis because they are what make me depressed and lonely.

I want to tap into the power of my emotion but the danger is in the confusion it causes. I tend to misplace and misunderstand what I feel sometimes. Thats OK as long as I dont get carried away. The future seems more optimistic once each experience is embraced and enjoyed. As for elusive happiness, I have no answers as to where it resides. My conclusion, it cannot be found or directed to. It will lurk in the background and appear for a fleeting moment that must be savored before it passes.

For anyone that actually reads my blogs, you are well aware that I am all over the place and post shit very often. Welcome to my therapy sessions. Its my Friday so Im excited to finish work today and start my weekend. Hope you all have a wonderful Sunday.