Too much to say

Too many thoughts all at once clamouring for attention and insisting to be put on the page. I can’t subdue them and can’t sort them either. I want to bang my head against something and shut everything up, or bang something against my head. Whichever works.

The other day I felt 7 feet tall… in a manner of speaking. I felt too big for my body… it was as if I had grown out of it, or possibly moved outside of it. It’s a sensation very difficult to explain and I’ve felt it before. Somehow a shift in perspective happens and instead of being trapped inside my body (as we all are most of the time) I am pushing it’s boundaries and see things in a new light. They become clearer, nearer, smaller somehow (or I become bigger).

It’s interesting when that happens, because I always see and discover things that I haven’t seen or realized before. But I can never sustain this sensation, impression, experience – call it what you may.

But I remember it afterwards and I recognize it when it happens. What it means, though, I have yet to figure out.

What else wants to be said?

It’s Season Finale time again on American TV and all my favourite shows go on hiatus until September/October. So far they all ended on great episodes, even though some on a cliff hanger. At least I know that they’ll all be back after Summer.

Other shows are being cancelled as I am writing this. None of which I care about, but some I might’ve cared about had I watched them.

It’s weird, there is always a bittersweet aftertaste when another season ends, or possibly the show entirely. Well, bittersweet doesn’t quite cut it when it is the end of a show that I usually would’ve watched for a few years at least.

Like finishing a book and letting go of a beloved character on that last page, those last scenes of your favourite TV show and the screen fading to black is a good bye to a part of your life that isn’t always easy to leave behind.

Am I ever grateful to DVD boxes and book shelves.

Lastly: Music.

I don’t want to write about it. I just want to listen to it and loose myself in it.

Until next time…. 


About 2clouds

I am many things, most of them I am 100%, some of them 150%, none of them just half. I write, I read, I dream, I travel. I question. And I'm always looking for answers. No dream is impossible.
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