Entry #4 - 3/28/14: Accidentally Deleted
I wrote a post before February 21st and it got accidentally deleted...
And I was pissed.
I was upset, angered, anxious and scared.
I didn't know what was going to happen.
Not just with me, but with my spine
What was I going to do with myself?
I had this time that I had always busted my ass to get and now I had it... and I felt tied down to it.
Like I owed Father Time.
Do you know what it feels like to owe time?
To owe some-one, some thing your time...
It literally felt as if something had a giant grasp on me and wouldn't let me go. Like there was a giant that had me within its clutches and wouldn't allow me to breathe.
Breathing was difficult, my thought process slowed and nothing made sense any more.
I started arguments with loved ones over absolutely insignificant things and I internally destroyed my own thought processes from within me.
My soul and spirit felt demolished and it was time for an uplifting change.
And I was pissed.
I was upset, angered, anxious and scared.
I didn't know what was going to happen.
Not just with me, but with my spine
What was I going to do with myself?
I had this time that I had always busted my ass to get and now I had it... and I felt tied down to it.
Like I owed Father Time.
Do you know what it feels like to owe time?
To owe some-one, some thing your time...
It literally felt as if something had a giant grasp on me and wouldn't let me go. Like there was a giant that had me within its clutches and wouldn't allow me to breathe.
Breathing was difficult, my thought process slowed and nothing made sense any more.
I started arguments with loved ones over absolutely insignificant things and I internally destroyed my own thought processes from within me.
My soul and spirit felt demolished and it was time for an uplifting change.
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