Thinking about the past is dangerous. It leads to tear filled eyes and nail biting. If only that could ever change. I feel like a person left in a vacant lot with only thoughts of what was or what could have been lingering to keep me company. Thoughts of regrets, heartache, words not said, etc. . . are overwhelming and make me tired. Maybe that's why I'm tired lately; all of those thoughts are swarming and need a place to settle down, but it's too crowded to lay down so they swarm to the accompaniment of a pounding heart.
Cheers! Happy Tuesday and happy sunshine!
love, Maddie Violet
p.s. this post sounds like I'm not okay, but I am. Every writer starts somewhere.
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