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Wednesday, August 04, 2010

I danced by myself last night... I glided up and down the driveway, moving to the sounds. I'm sure to an observer, I looked like a mental patient. Ignoring the phone calls of friends, I simply wanted to be alone. I normally curse the solitude, but last night, I embraced it. I gently touched the face of my fading dream as it slowly disappeared. Everything fades into nothingness, and the heat of the day dissipates slightly in the still darkness. A lone, distant street light was my only illumination, as I struggled to breathe in the heavy, August air. I smiled at past memories, as I gazed at the wilted flowers. Sometimes giving up seems like a plausible option, but I've been down that road before. I must simply move forward. This heat can't last forever, and I know the time will be short before I am writing about the freezing cold...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Oh, dhoovertruth, there's strength in dancing alone. The audacity of it! Billy Idol may have sung it with silly blond rebellion, but his words were true enough. Your words... perhaps a returning desire to seek hope, connection? I hope so. I hope your desire is fulfilled.

Best wishes from a new follower,
C

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