I didnt look, but I wouldn't be surprised if I had already titled a post "emptiness" judging by what my life has looked like in the past several months. It is the best word that comes to mind at this time. I have nothing else but emptiness.
I remember other times in my life when I felt empty. Looking back now the reasons were stupid; a break up or some other "life threatening situation." It was much easier to deal with the emptiness then. I was able to walk away and search for fullness somewhere else. I packed my car, left my history in the dust and remembered who I was.
Never have I lived in a single place where I have acquired such a tragic history. Packing up the car, the house, leaving it all behind is a great temptation. The great salt lake lies just to the west of us. I dream about wandering out there for days, leaving it all behind and remembering who I am.
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