I have been on a hiatus away from writing and trying to
figure out where I am at not where I am going.
Understanding certain predicaments in specific times in your life can be
eye opening to say the least. I am in limbo. Love that word Limbo! It’s like you’re stuck between the “L” and the “o” and don’t know the right place to
exit. I know I am here, I just don’t know how to end it with starting something
up. If it’s like I am not making sense, for sure I’m not. Sense in the proper sense
means you have to have a grip somewhere or it does not make sense. I’m not
happy all the time and far from sad, I’m not divorced, but for sure this is not
marriage. It’s been a year alone and then again I am not alone. Friendship only
(damn my choice).I am such that Vintage Man and I can’t break my personal vows.
But it’s not that serious, you just never know until you are intimate.
Sometimes I want to change who I am from the core and let
some of what’s inside rot. I am afraid if I look inside it may already have
rotted.
