Caustic rays of your emotion float in waves through you, over and over again. Nausea eats at your stomach and you are doubled over, hoping that the smell and comfort of your sleeves against your face will ease your troubles. Emotions are thick in physicality, manifesting within the intestines….
Today was fun, but it was a little stressful too. Too much to sort out. But I had a blast dressing up as Robin Hood’s merry men today :) I would have been a great cut throat if I was in Sherwood Forest ;)
My creative juices have been flowin’ today too, so hopefully I can spit out some great ideas onto my laptop and/or paper.
I hate the feeling when you know people are disappointed in you. Like you didn’t do something right, or you missed out on an opportunity. Not only do I feel bad for not doing well in the first place, that person gives you that kind of look that says “..really?” or that speech that makes you feel like absolute shit.
We sit and I’m looking at you but you’re not looking at me, and I’m talking but I can’t tell if you’re listening. If you are listening, I do not think that you are understanding. You understand very little, I observe. I continue to speak but you avert your attention and I can see that you are…