10:30 a.m. - Monday, Feb. 17, 2014
use the right side
Shall I continue day upon day to swim among my thoughts until I drown in them? Or can I truly learn to let go, live in the now, knowing the dead past rises in thoughts. I see them forming, reforming like clouds and then, aware, they slowly dissipate so that the being of the sky so blue, so sure appears once again allowing other intelligences to rise, creatively new not remade from the fragments of mist.

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