Happy Birthday To Me
If you’ve been a follower of my writings, then you’ll know I draw from my feelings. My emotions. My heart. However, right now I want to be out FEELING MY FEELINGS.
It’s not so easy to write when I’m happy. Neither because I have less feelings or feelings about those feelings, nor because my happy feelings are any less worthy of being written about than my heartbreaking feelings, but simply because being happy makes me want to go out and scream than sit down to reflect.
I don’t want to talk; I want to do. I don’t want to reflect; I want to be. So it’s harder, much harder, to write today.