vinothegrape

The keys were in. my. hand.

She yelled, "cut!" there's no camera.

The human body can't do that...

She took a selfie with death.

I am repeating myself myself like a record scratching. scratching. My life is moving, but the stick shift is in neutral. neutral. Here I am. Am. I going to be stuck here forever? forever? seems longer when you hear the screeching of speeding tires. tires. I am tired. tired. of the repetitive nature of uninspired life. life. is more colorful even with conflict. conflict. or joy, I just want something to dip my pen in. in. the end I just want to be a part of my life. life. is more than writing from the picnic table in the spring breeze. breeze. breath. breathe. live. live. an inspired life. I will try. No. I will. I am. I am.

Are we lonely? or in love?