ReLive

2-1-10

Another bridge burned, another route forgotten. I take a look at the new and retrace the steps of today in order to comprehend what will take place tomorrow. A little of this, half of that, booty shaking in my face, how did I end up in that place? Ahh, yes, it was the extended boredom my life became. One day comes around and out of the norm I break free and do what I want. The next day, back to the regular days of hustling and grinding to make a more prosperous life.
The relapse went all for one and one for all. The gateway greeted and later came the reacquainting of the other members of that life style. It all fell into place. I was not worried of this or that, just enjoying the then and there.
I believe it opens up dimensions of writing. I was stagnant in my writing, not blaming it on the lack of- but just not understanding why some of the best poets, best writers, weren’t all there and most were on something.

“An alcoholic is someone who drinks as much as you do that doesn’t like you”

What brilliant mind came up with that? Ah, yes, it was Poe. Traumatized childhoods give great reason to release in writing. All I’ve been through, all the trauma and misfortune events I’ve lived through… All of it. I need and will turn it into something positive.