A bit of a distraction….

For the past few days, little by little, I have been leaning closer and closer toward lucidity. Just having become consciously aware of this, mind you, I could not have chosen a more tailor-made day for the exorcism of such nonsense.

It is a balmy 60 degrees with just the slightest hint of an ocean breeze and the far away smell of wood burning in someone’s hearth. The sky is overcast with just enough gray-cloud coverings so as to obscure what faint sunrays are attempting to spoil such a perfect setting.

I refuse to be carried away by something so mundane as fluency, and much prefer a chilling and macabre madness to the clarity of normalcy.

I spent the better part of this day outside, surrounded by the trees that live on the mountains that fall along the edge of my neighborhood. I found myself feasting on the contemplations of such a notion of normalcy, and have decided to put it out of my head completely!

That I should live the remainder of my days in a state of complete ignorance shrouded in a state of sanity is simply preposterous. What a boring distraction to living.

The ponderings of these last few days have pushed me toward the irrational inclination of things that I have absolutely no desire whatsoever to come to know.

So I have a bit of a creepy element. So what? It happens to fit me perfectly.

I find that camaraderie is over-rated, and that those closest to me are the ones who don’t know me at all. I guess I don’t care anymore. I’m tired of trying to be someone I’m not. And disgusted that I have wasted all these years in a fake skin. So if you don’t see Angela anymore………beware – you may just be seeing me for the first time.



***Photographic credit to mixed-media artist, Jennifer Gordon***