Saturday, October 1, 2011

The Other Day

The other day I was on fire.

I was walking down the street.

Hours before something hap snapped in me.

A switch.

A string.

A fire.

Something had changed.

I was beaming. Booming. Churning.

Something in me had become enflamed in the best way.

I was thinking of Nietzsche.

Thinking of how he said something about the intensity of his own feelings astounded him.

The intensity of my own thoughts and feelings continue to amaze me.

I like it that way.

I have writing projects to work on.

But I'm not quite ready yet.

I won't put it off too much longer, though.

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