AN IDEA IS LIKE AND AFFAIR OF THE HEART

It comes to you when you least expect it. You feel it for a second, then it disappears. And later it's back. Flooding your thoughts. Keeping you awake at night.

You're distracted. It tauns you. You want it. You fight it. Things get heated. What at first seemed simple is suddenly
complex.

You keep fighting. You break through. You have to try a little harder. It's all consuming.
It's blood.
It's sweat. It's tears.

And you get what you came for. Time passes and you move on, occasionally and nostalgically, remembering only the ease of it all. The beauty of exploration. Of falling in and out of something that, in it's own way, changed evertything, even if it was in the smallest of ways,
forever.

Britt
McCamey


martes, noviembre 8

Hablandole a un amigo

Me cabe, no entiendo y aveces hasta me es indiferente.
Me cabe llevarme bien, me cabe que prospere y todo salga del derecho y aveces hasta del revès.
No entiendo, por empezar unas pares de cosas, me insito a pensar que soy yo, pero soy yo, vos, vos, vos, vos y vos. Vos tambièn, y no quiero sentirme asì porque realmente me interesa la buena convivencia, con ustedes y conmigo misma, mi mente explota en consecuencia y termina siendome todo indiferente, como surgiendo algùn tipo de mecanismo de defensa, pucha.
Comienza el caos mental, lo que siempre y por suerte, termina derivado en algo bueno, en algo nuevo, en algo desviado y gracias a ello acà estoy, con vos. Con ustedes y conmigo.
Entregarse al placer de sentir las cosas y dejarlas en un eterno vaivén, en una eterna efeméride...........................el paseo de la alegría.