The Storm Within Bangarang
I doubt anyone still reads this blog. It's been years since I've posted and I don't know what it is that draws me in tonight. Maybe its the need to connect to something or someone outside of the world I am living in. Where are you? Where is your headspace? Want to take a trip down the rabbit hole with me... Because that's what it feels like. I'm falling... nope scratch that, I've fallen. I hit the bottom. It's dark, it's smelly, it's cold, it physically, emotionally, and spiritually hurts. I can't even say I am above water anymore. I'm not. I haven't drowned but I don't see the light and I don't know which way is up. I'm living on that razor blade of an edge with my emotions. A glance from a stranger can fill me with warmth or make me want to fly off the handle. I can't sleep. I try but it as always just on the horizon. I catch an hour or two but then my brain starts again. I have knots in my shoulders. I have knots in m...