Day 2

I haven’t written in a long time. I decided April was the perfect time to start over. It was harder then I thought. Then I came up with the idea to write about my day but write in some sort of poetic, cryptic way.. So, I call this poetic journaling (just made that word up) for all of April I will journal about my day and try to find a way to make it sound like more then what it really was… enjoy


Maybe I’m petty.

I don’t like to lose.

I witnessed what I didn’t want to.

My heart was thinking faster than my brain…

Disappointment – Drive – Desire

What am I striving for?

Why push for this?

Who wins in the end?

Think before you act.

Then act with purpose!

Loneliness is the starvation of purpose.

Community is fuel for our engines

“For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you”

We are all communist feeding off each other

Socialists to the core

Sharing the wealth of energy between our fragile clay economies…

I’m without purpose today

Why did she say it meant a lot to her?






*Quote from Walt Whitman’s Song of Myself*


10 thoughts on “Day 2”

  1. Welcome back to the community. Your post does look deeply personal and you mentioned that it was harder to get started than you thought. Well let congratulate you for getting started. It is said that every step of the journey is the journey . We are all on a journey somewhere, somehow. Welcome. Best. Chevvy

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