Many a days I think about my blog and how lonely it is. I never write in here. I always make an excuse or come up with something else that I find far more important, then the days pile up. Lately, however, I'm finding it important to keep this outlet open. Freedom of expression is a beautiful thing. With that being said, my mind has been in the clouds for weeks now. Perhaps the stagnancy of winter's chill is finally catching up to me. Don't get me wrong, I love winter. I am craving a change like no other. Better yet, I've been feeling motivated. Maybe it's a new career path I need, readjusting my diet, or maybe it's as simple as my body just subconsciously prepping itself for a new season, but whatever is going on. I am listening.
"With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in.
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out.
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out. Keep going.." -Tool
"With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in.
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out.
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out. Keep going.." -Tool
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