Thursday, 13 July 2006
Breakdown
I cracked the other night, decided that enough is enough and spent the night on a park bench. I couldn't see myself going home and it was so lovely outside. Yes, it probably was foolish and dangerous but I didn't see any other way to completely clear my mind of all the pressures being placed on me and ingratitude of others.
There I met total strangers that were willing to listen to me, of course the guys came flocking...whatever their intentions I was relieved to express myself without them having preconceived notions about me, the situation or others involved.
It's the first time I've done that and I do not intend to make a habit of it, still it's amazing how you and only the elements of nature, well I was dressed, without the phones, TV, computer, etc. takes you to another level. I wasn't meditating if that's what you're wondering absorbing the colors and smells surrounding me.
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So you did have a taste of freedom! Isn't it peculiar that breakdown can travel us there?
Posted by: N. L. | Thursday, 13 July 2006
I sure did taste it! And I needed that so much and I wonder why I need that from time to time...am I not resistent enough?
Posted by: tisha | Friday, 14 July 2006
Breakdown and pain is just a part of us as is joy and laughter... Why should we favor the one over the other? Why have we learnt to conceal our grief and display our joy? Aren't both pieces of us?
So resistent to what? To a piece of you?
Posted by: N.L. | Friday, 14 July 2006
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