By Tawny Nordstrom
I am leaking water from the tips of my carmel hair wondering why I feel dirty from the shower I just took.
How should I move on? Frozen; frozen somewhat in time but mostly in feeling.
Where do I belong? I drag myself over to the TV or computer in hopes that I might be able to drain my outrageous thoughts into the realm of reality shows or clicking through the mind numbing photos on a social-networking page.
Why can't I feel anything? Numb. The distractions work for awhile but bring me to the conclusion of nothing.
I learned-nothing. Improved on-nothing, spent time doing-nothing and now I feel like I accomplished-nothing.
I step outside. I feel the warm breeze. Isn't it ironic how soothing wind is?
My arms take afloat and reach for freedom and my heart breathes in.
I imagine how huge this world is, how many people there are, and how many others are on their porch wondering the same thing.
I am here...and I am just like you.
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I am an independent woman dependent on love. I find beauty, originality and comfort in arts and chocolate.