Dear You,
It’s me again picking up where we left off.
It’s chilly here the skies are smeared grey everything feels heavy from the storm that rolled in at midnight waking me much like the thoughts of you that creep in and keep me up at night unable to shake my current state, I feel EXHAUSTED my body refusing to move only to stay planted in this subtle place. Love lets you be free, but the loss of love imprisons you and weights you down unable to move because it feels like your reasoning for doing anything has evaporated leaving you drained. You had such an empowering effect on me once, a feeling of unbeatable energy and now I move along with each day not thinking about the next just practicing my live-in-the-moment manifestation mainly because the future is so bleak without you in it. The moment I am in is all I can bear. I sometimes wonder where you are and what you are doing or if I cross your mind as much as you do mine maybe not in the same sense though. It’s Fall again here a time of year that feels nostalgic probably because the year is coming to an end and it’s time to reflect on the past and say goodbye to what was and plan for what will be. We close out the year as always by celebrating. I guess it makes it less sad for some and exciting for others to all things that will come to an end or renew once more. We cover it all up with lights and tinsel and unneeded gifts, and we top it off with endless eating. It is tuff to say goodbye…