Ok, not really. Maybe a layer or two?? The thing about me is that there are so many layers and lately I've gotten lost trying to get through them all. So here I am. Incognito and vunerable and all that shit.
People tell me their secrets because they can tell I harbor my own. Knowing other people's secrets makes me feel notso alone.
But secrets take on a life of their own and need to be told before the inner turmoil and angst explode in a fiery burst of emotion that would crush everything. And thus the characters are born. I have to say writing makes me feel a bit schizophrenic because it doesn't always feel normal to spend such an inordinate amount of time on a make believe world where previous conversations are manipulated to the outcome that I prefer and my hair always looks great. One of these days I'll grasp that I'm not entirely normal. Probably more of a job for a highly trained therapist to help with, but for now I've got this.
And I've got you. The most complicated relationship in the whole world is the one that can't exist in other people's minds. But in our minds, in our souls, we exist. With heat, with passion, with that pins and needles feeling in our fingertips when we touch, we exist.
To do this, to really do this I have to unshield my heart and be ready for whatever comes next.
Let the story ebb and flow and it will tell itself in it's own due time, but it will tell. And it never ends, just evolves.
Am I ready?? Are you?
We have lots to catch up on.
Girl Incognito
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