I haven't had a shift at work for a full week now, so it has been just me and my head for a while. Don't get me wrong, my head is quite the character. But the problem is, that when she has too much time, she over-thinks everything. Its useful if you have something to channel it into, a hobby, a story, it is not useful if you want to sit on the couch and relax a little. You start thinking about all kinds of weird things; relationships, emotions... scary stuff.
Its amazing how our emotions write themselves into words. Then every time you read those words you are reminded of how you felt, and every person who reads them can feel what you felt. It is a skill to be able to make people feel something with just words on a page. That is why being a writer is a difficult field to get into. I don't pretend to be able to write. However I would like to share what I felt the other day.
Sad moments will come and go, but I will never forget the look on your face today, trying to remember something that you once knew. You once knew me.
Thanks for reading.
Travelbug.
