I've been aware of sadness, apathy, joy, the weather, my friends, my body. I've been aware of my job and tasks and sleep. I've played things out.
But to actually feel something. To cry. Be warm with anger. To miss someone. To worry.
These things are strange islands to me. Vacation spots that I pass by on my boat, but never stop at.
I have postcards to these emotions from my past. I look at them and tell myself I've been there.
It's been so long though that they seem just like stories.
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So true, so true, a memory once shared with loved ones now a memory barely hung on too. Nice.
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i don't know you at all, but was blog surfing tonight and read this post. i went "wow... that feels like me right now." i'm like you- single, 24 years old. thanks for identifying with a similar place in life. refreshing to read.
Fully content with emotions. No logic is valid here.!!
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