I guess we never know what anyone is thinking. Nor do we know where they've been. I tried to peer into your thoughts. Thinking that maybe if I knew better, then it could have be better. If I could read your mind then maybe I could have be those things you need. But no one knows our true desires, sometimes not even ourselves. We might be convinced it's the best route and make those decisions blindly. Doesn't make it what we really are after.
So then maybe I think I've been going about my inquiry all wrong. Was I too soft when I should have been stern? Too hard up for answers when I should have left it alone? The would have, could have, should haves, that keep you up at night. Questions finding their way into your delicate mind, prick you with their thorny vines. That painful sensation will dull to a throb, until it syncs with your broken heartbeat. I'm sorry it had to be like this, but I didn't know what you were thinking.
The Skinny
- Jie Hua
- Detroit, Mi
- I'm in the process. I'd like to expand on that, but it's in the process. I go about my business under the guidance of gut-feelings and universal street signs. I see myself as a very quiet person. Not because I have little to say, only that my abundant thoughts know not where to start. As a child I fantasized about looking through a telescope to give me truth about the world. It amuses me now that what I am doing is looking down a microscope in an effort to reevaluate my holistic position. I am a loner, a drifter, a dreamer.
