it's a different you when you are all by yourself..
happy getting your dreams on track
busy checking off things from your list
and just a phone call sets you back..

sometimes you feel like you are living
a little 'two' many lives

a start..

When i lose myself into my thoughts.. my little world.. where everything just suddenly makes sense.. I feel like the words in my head are like a river.. flowing slow at times.. fast now n then.. jumping around.. lazily gazing up at the sky.. taking along with it all that comes it's way.. slowly leaving behind some of those at a later point.

and sometimes when i cant understand the flow.. when there is too much struggle within me to make some sense.. i picture myself getting out of the river .. and walking next to it... seeing my thoughts from a distance.. wonder why they pick up some and leave some behind..

and these are the times i get my answers..

for these are the times that the river looks back at me.