Wednesday, March 23, 2011
I've unraveled...rather completely. I lay on my side like a toppled milk carton...tears dripping out, pain, confusion, angst. The milk was souring anyway. For years I'd peer at the expiration date with my camera eye and purposely shift the focus.
"You've been hiding yourself for a long time."
Yes. I've nothing left but to lay here until I've poured out.
"I will let you."
I watch you get in your boat, intent to navigate unchartered waters, looking so small against the spill, and yet larger and stronger than I ever remember.