I lie here looking at this screen.
Trying to express something I cannot quite conceptualize.
Words are so constraining, constricting.
I am looking for something.
I think it's serenity.
I have been lucky to be perfectly content as of late.
However, I have starved myself of feeling and expression.
This has happened before.
I become a little numb inside.
I lose sight and focus.
I am dancing around what I am trying to say.
The irony is I can't express what I want to say.
This is because what I want to say is what I feel.
Words are so cold and weak.
I am content, but something is missing.
Perhaps a run. A run to feel.

May 10, 2010