Friday, October 8, 2010
Runaway brain
I am hit by a sudden way of nostalgia and strangeness about my life right now and what it was in the past. And all thats in between really. It's like feeling a rising tidal wave of something which is not hit shore and is just stuck momentarily in mid air, poised to crash but held back, in control. Am I supposed to let it wash over?
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Traffic Jam I tell you. Imagine a crazy intersection at 6 o'clock in the evening with the traffic lights out and the constable on a tea break. The mind's like the pole in that intersection with cars speeding towards it and trying to get past it. I know it doesn't sound poetic... I didn't want it to, this is the first thing I have written in ages.
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