From some unknown corner of the house, butterflies are emerging. I’ve liberated 4 this week. Frantically they fly towards the light. Meanwhile, I’ve been in a chrysalis of my own. Turned away from the world, writhing in chaos and conflict, evolving privately. Metamorphosing. I’m reading Perdido Street Station by China Miéville (at long last –… Continue reading Butterflies
Tag: mental health
Flash: Something About Connection
I cannot connect. I try, but… Everything going on in my head is just me and I can’t make it also you and that hurts. What I mean is, I can’t describe it [anything] in enough detail that you’ll understand. Dots, lines, purposes. Throughout my life I have tried. But I never could connect. Something… Continue reading Flash: Something About Connection
C.R. Dudley 