Thursday, March 08, 2007
I despise this feeling of complete vulnerability.
At this very moment I feel like a shadow of my former self, and that former self was right here only 48 hours ago. Now I feel she is staring at me through the rear view mirror, wondering what the hell happened.
Dramatic words, perhaps, but I have been emotionally effected in a way I have never been before.
The sun is out today, yet I feel too anxious to venture on to the roof top. I have no desire to step outside and I am searching high and low for the desire to paint. I know I need to.
I feel like I can see everything but cannot touch it.
I do hope this subsides. I need to make friends with time.
Posted by Simone Maynard at 11:25 am