The lure to know and be fully known is a strong one. The problem with this is, in that desperate feeling that one's longings of friendship will finally be met and understood, one ... becomes blinded.
I have experienced this, too. And this may be a sadder entry, but I think it's very well done.
I just wonder, reading of all those things that people want to read, I need to aim to be more upbeat and humorous etc.
But this is what "came out" tonight. Ah well, no voting this time:)
I hope you didn't get hurt too bad when you were blinded by your longing for understanding. ::Hugs::
I am trying to learn from the past...and still find a way to trust.
Thanks for your words, I'm discouraged that apparently I probably don't write for Idol what many people would prefer to read. I'll try to do better. It really helped to read your comment tonight though!
At times I feel cold and hardened, as I try to process the past. But, there are bright moments and one day I'll get my shreds glued back together, right?
Thanks. Comments like yours help me thaw a little. One day at a time.
This feels like a cold winter's morning, slush on the ground instead of snow. I think you captured something essential about the prompt, though not something obvious. Well done!
One thing I've learned from years of performing comedy is that it happens best when I don't mean it to happen - which is to say I never try to write something funny. If I find something funny comes out, touchdown!
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I have experienced this, too. And this may be a sadder entry, but I think it's very well done.
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But this is what "came out" tonight. Ah well, no voting this time:)
I hope you didn't get hurt too bad when you were blinded by your longing for understanding. ::Hugs::
I am trying to learn from the past...and still find a way to trust.
Thanks for your words, I'm discouraged that apparently I probably don't write for Idol what many people would prefer to read. I'll try to do better. It really helped to read your comment tonight though!
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At times I feel cold and hardened, as I try to process the past. But, there are bright moments and one day I'll get my shreds glued back together, right?
Thanks. Comments like yours help me thaw a little. One day at a time.
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Perhaps I can get this all out now and be all bouncy-happy for next week.
Who knows.
But I am very glad you thought it was good and commented!
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Definitely more slush in this entry than snow.
I still wish I could write more humorously, like you do. Maybe if I practice more...:)
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Again, this entry rocked.
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