Thursday, March 15, 2012
A chair and its miror image
Not two chairs, one on the other!
The real "me" and the real "what I want" escapes me this morning. I am confused and want my flame back! Want back that flame to do, to make do, to go up on the podium, to help others, to be active.
All I feel for the moment, is going back to my bed and reading the 120th romance novel on my Kindle.
I want back the flame!
The need that pushed me out and pushed me do things and be active! The feeling that made me happy to appear in public and be together with the audience!
The mist of London will disappear by noon, will it also from my soul?