To be completely honest, I didn’t really realize how much I do it until today when I got called out on it.
I know I’ve been disconnected some though because blogging has become somewhat challenging. I’m finding it harder to talk about myself and what it going on. I feel blunted and blocked somehow. Just… blank.
Not empty. That implies that there is a “nothing.” I don’t feel empty.
I feel everything.
It’s sort of how all colors of light mixed together make white light. That’s how I feel. I’m so overwhelmed I am just frozen and there is so much that it’s white.
I’m stuck in that white light like a deer in headlights.
Maybe none of this makes sense. I don’t know. Like I said, I am kind of disconnected.
Old art by me.