Drawing My Own Conclusions

Yes, I can have more than one.

No, I won't show you what they looked like.

Strangely enough, one resembled a doodle that I had drawn just the other day.

Now, go draw your own.

Go on.

You can wave your tracing paper in front of my face all day long and I still won't change my mind.

I'm stubborn like that.

Somewhere Between the Static and the Song

it comes and it goes
it ceases and it flows
it hides and it shows
from the highest of highs to the lowest of lows

You say, "What?"

I say, "Everything!"

We paddle, we swim, we fight, and we float to catch the wave and ride it for as long as we can (or as long as we have to, whatever the case may be).

Happiness
Sadness

Love
Hate

Excitement
Depression

Hope
Devastation

Broken
Healing

Laughter
Tears

Fighting
Defeated

Insomnia
Fatigue

Insane
Mundane

Typical
Extraordinary

Feast
Famine

Words
Silence

The Static
The Song

And let's just leave it at that, shall we?





p.s. Are you a(MUSE)d?