The reality of a complex life takes me to a surreal place. Thoughts of eternal love defining the nuances of a tender heart once more. My bi-polar mind travels beyond the confines of a somber existence. Friday night drama illuminating the depression that battles a "fractured" mind. Saturday morning angst takes me to a different road in a never ending journey. Staring into a bright sunrise moves a complex soul to evaluate the meaning of life.
Human foibles raise their ugly head. Cruel people refusing to accept differences that make each of us totally unique souls. A waitress at Denny's creates a "safe" space within a "chaotic" world. Monday morning angst fades to black with the 1st cup of joe. I burn the midnight oil in search of the "perfect" sentence. Voices speak to my "muse" in ways that take me on a surreal bi-polar journey.