I freaked myself out earlier. Some days that's not much of an achievement. I am a bit of an oddball at the best of times. I caught myself making faces and odd poses in the mirror many times. My own face can make some terrifying expressions. However, what I freaked myself out with today was a short poem I wrote as part of a Daily Post writing challenge.
The idea was very simple: Produce a few short observations of lunch that capture the essence of your experience. From this I wrote Eating Alone; a very short piece of poetry that captures the theme of the challenge as best as my ability is able. After I posted this poem it suddenly occurred to me that was a disturbing element of unease in the words i used. This is a clear reflection of the mood I was in when writing it. That is when I realized I need to go out to where there is noise and people!
Isn't sad how we can sometimes blind ourselves to our own mood?
very true
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