Do you have the need to jam? Life is music. Love is subjective.
I used to solve my issues away with libations. Little Secret….(it never worked.) However, the good thing is that the grip of alcoholism did not snare me like it did my Dad, and uncles on both sides of the family. I count my blessings because my kind of crazy is unique.
Can you say: R-I-T-U-A-L-S
Escape off, out of sight from the company or crowd, to bend my own ear (yeah, cup it) so that I could repeat what was going on, and how it would affect me. (also because I was not in a position to write it down). [As for writing, my issues started in the 3rd grade] I could not tolerate the sound or texture of a lead pencil scratching against the paper…..so I USED INK… sorry that I digress but one is inextricably tied to the other.
I think I will save the intricate details for the book OR I may follow up next week. In the meantime, practice patience. I have learned much as a trailblazer. We as a people, waste too much NOW time concerning ourselves for tomorrow and ultimately we can’t buy time, only the watch that keeps us in check. As Christian’s, we are held accountable for our idle words and time. ~~~ but we are also forgiven.
Step out of the shadows, and into the light.