LOST

Something is off balance.

Despite the routine in place, there’s a gap somewhere in between.

 

Can’t quite put my finger on it.

I just know and I can sense that something is not where it should be.

 

I keep looking around, sniffing and observing.

I haven’t asked around because I don’t quite know what to ask.

 

People tell me they’ve been feeling off tangent lately.

Call it whatever you wish.

 

Simply put, I’m lost.

Comments 3

 
Stephen Evans on Monday, 14 May 2018 23:21

I think a lot of people are feeling this way. Glad at least you found your way to Green Room.

I think a lot of people are feeling this way. Glad at least you found your way to Green Room.
Ken Hartke on Tuesday, 15 May 2018 16:38

I tried the trail of breadcrumbs trick -- didn't work. Stay with us, there's safety in mumblers.

I tried the trail of breadcrumbs trick -- didn't work. Stay with us, there's safety in mumblers.
Rosy Cole on Thursday, 31 May 2018 12:28

It's very easy to 'get lost' these days when modern life and social media bombard us with multiple agendas, very easy to forget who we really are. Rina, I wonder whether you have abandoned your art? I so enjoyed what you shared with us in the early days of Green Room and can't help feeling that to rediscover your gift would prove therapeutic and bring you back in tune with yourself and the world.

For me, life seems to disintegrate without my writing and becomes drained of purpose, joy and colour., even understanding. That's less about the subject of the actual writing, more about a journey into a wider perspective that becomes pertinent to everyday reality.

It's very easy to 'get lost' these days when modern life and social media bombard us with multiple agendas, very easy to forget who we really are. Rina, I wonder whether you have abandoned your art? I so enjoyed what you shared with us in the early days of Green Room and can't help feeling that to rediscover your gift would prove therapeutic and bring you back in tune with yourself and the world. For me, life seems to disintegrate without my writing and becomes drained of purpose, joy and colour., even understanding. That's less about the subject of the actual writing, more about a journey into a wider perspective that becomes pertinent to everyday reality.
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