Dear The Void,
It's me again. I took the evening off tonight to gestate on a few trinkets of feelings and ideas which have been rattling in my head of late. Sometimes I need to just stop and let all the moving parts settle. So that's what tonight was. Even my seemingly slow paced life can move enough to make it seem like I am missing some vital piece of information. What I gleamed from tonight is how I miss music in my life since some audio components in both my home and my van have broken. All will be righted sooner or later.
Music is food for the soul. Tonight I posted my 21st track which I have made, on to Soundcloud as Chriswhitehouse1. It feels good to spew out anything which I have created as it comforts me that my time has been given towards something I can quantify. It gives my life worth.
I am alone in my home with the world at my fingertips. By that I also mean that because the world is at my fingertips, that would also mean the world is at 'arms length' which is the best place for it. I like to dip my toe into it once in a while but I generally find it too cold to enjoy for long. Coffee consumption is making me dehydrated and also not giving me the required sleep I need. My nights have crept earlier recently since resting my ghost hunting efforts and the rewards are starting to be felt physically. Of course my energies are ultimately put into something else. I'm never just twiddling my thumbs.
I'm still single. Still happy in myself and still sober and drugs less.
Of course I probably haven't become any better at relationships in the intervening months because nobody has put me to the test. But that is a door that remains closed. The scars of closeness are not something I feel I want to pick at yet, or ever.
I am trying to be a better person from day to day and I believe I'm doing well, just as long as its on my terms.
Thanks for listening
CW
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