I am waiting here in case you show up, see me doing something cool, sit down, start talking, and we'll go from there. Metaphorically, of course. I am impossibly hungry for good conversation; for someone to understand me again, at least a little bit. I'm tired of blank stares, missed boats, misfire. But still, I keep going: starting conversations, working my way through them, or otherwise. I don't know why I think you'll understand. It's some kind of small, strange knowledge based on the way you listen, or take things in stride, or don't, and create fierce emotion (my favorite). Still, one good conversation, one new relationship- it's worth the possibility of feeling like an idiot, or ending up with my thoughts (on oh so many subjects) reinforced. I want you. I want something to grip, someone to paw at, some interpersonal relationship to knead. Something exciting about meeting anyone who does something. But also, my attention span is short.
Thanks Asia
Sunshine
An art project full of anonymous words. Use the emotion tags to explore letters of different moods. Send in your own to snippetsofspirit@gmail.com. Welcome to SOS.
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