My mind ground to a halt today
I stopped short; the pencil that I had been scribbling with furiously
refused to scratch the papers surface.
Not because I had no further ideas, in fact my mind was buzzing
with them…
The difference today was that my mind had had enough
Today my mind rebelled
Throwing out all vestiges of convention
Like a hot oozy mess of sticky marshmallows, the essence of who
I am came trickling out
It was a weird sensation that day that I lost control
I felt a sense of release that was not unlike an over
stretched rubber band breaking free
Or even like cooked spaghetti writhing about deliciously in
a vat of creamy sauce
It was a day that I had decided that like the foot that
grows large, swollen and weary at the end of the day and refuses to be stuffed
back into a conventional shoe...
That my mind was going to relax and take its own organic
shape
Whether that meant sleeping for half a day or baking
brownies until my arms hurt
I was still not sure
All I knew was that on this day
I chose freedom
On this day, I chose more….
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