Mum's the Word (Treacle Sandwich)
Aug. 10th, 2011 11:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mlerulesAnd I don't mean Mumm's. Not nearly so fizzy 'n' bright 'n' fancy 'n' 'spensive. Heh. So far from't in fact as to be highly amusink.
Tides 'n' moons 'n' moods. Solo...how low can you go...limbo...dance, children dance, and give yourself to freedom. Argh - this line from a song has gotten stuck in my head. I know the song, but I cannot right now recall what 'tis. (And I may be misquoting the line ;-)
Reaching out. Reaching in. Letting go. Letting loose. Getting close. Getting closer. To the truth? What is the truth? In this moment...unclear.
And now the anger fades to sadness, as I had figured it might. It's almost a relief, actually. I don't experience a lot of anger. Usually I revert to...feeling nada at all...going emotionally numb. At some point earlier I theorized that I'd end up internalizing my annoyance/anger, turning it away from the outside to the inside. Blaming myself.
Hmm, what can I learn from this? Because if'n I can at least turn this into a Teachable/Learnable Moment, perhaps I can salvage something positive from a sticky patch. Tarnation!
Inevitability? Dunno. My hindsight's no longer farsighted. Or near. Much *sighing*
WhatEVER.
And what will I burn this year?
Tides 'n' moons 'n' moods. Solo...how low can you go...limbo...dance, children dance, and give yourself to freedom. Argh - this line from a song has gotten stuck in my head. I know the song, but I cannot right now recall what 'tis. (And I may be misquoting the line ;-)
Reaching out. Reaching in. Letting go. Letting loose. Getting close. Getting closer. To the truth? What is the truth? In this moment...unclear.
And now the anger fades to sadness, as I had figured it might. It's almost a relief, actually. I don't experience a lot of anger. Usually I revert to...feeling nada at all...going emotionally numb. At some point earlier I theorized that I'd end up internalizing my annoyance/anger, turning it away from the outside to the inside. Blaming myself.
Hmm, what can I learn from this? Because if'n I can at least turn this into a Teachable/Learnable Moment, perhaps I can salvage something positive from a sticky patch. Tarnation!
Inevitability? Dunno. My hindsight's no longer farsighted. Or near. Much *sighing*
WhatEVER.
And what will I burn this year?
