A new epoch...I still can't find what is in there, or what will it bring forth, its all too new. I never made an entry mainly I think because I had too much stuck inside that I had to empty out, and I did. Every writing has been for me the conclusion, an ending...there was nothing more to say either or I didn't wanted to hear about it, so I chose my ending.
This time is different, this is about NOW...scary thing, the elusive, brief present. Words like photographs, raw, without much thought or reflection, as they take place. Never been in this place before. Never thought of it. Never wanted it. Stuck with it...
I feel like a newborn entering in first contact with the world around, I think my reclusive living during the last year has separated, alienated me inside and out more than I thought.
Separation, there's no need to be alone to be it. The busiest times I find to be the most fractured. In the quiet now, to make something out of the pieces...and newly found ones...