Voices

Like everyone around me

I have two sides

Two voices, two souls

One that supports, one that chides

One voice that tells me to keep fighting no matter what

The other voice, I just turn a deaf ear to!

...of mice and men

 

I plan...I anticipate....

I believe in things

I try my best to drag myself closer to those dreams

But can't help think there's someone somewhere

Who can't help but laugh at those plans

The impasse...the weather

It's like the air has stopped moving. No wind, whatsoever. True, the sun is now behind the clouds, but then again, the absence of the wind makes the weather so damn vapid.

There were some pleasant drafts some time ago. But that was when the sun was at it's peak.

Seems like there's no choosing the pleasant wind, without the scorching sun.

That's strange. The weather shouldn't bother me.

The much prognosticated explosion....is still not here. Wondering how long i'll have to wait. Of course, it's always best if there was NO explosion whatsoever. But seems making reality out of dreams is what's causing this situation, to start with.

To hell with the fears.