Her Brain Takes Flight...A Short One, But A Flight Nonetheless

I'm feeling flighty...I think. Maybe not...I think flighty is the word that comes to mind because I’m feeling so many ways that I’m not sure which way is the one I wish to write about. It’s probably only one way, but I’m sure I can’t choose the word to describe it. I’m feeling beautiful...not really, I’m still in my pjs and my hair is in a huge knot on top of my head. But, if beautiful were an emotion, that’s how I would feel...? Sure, why not. That’s how I feel. Beautiful! It’s beautiful that we never know what to feel or how to say it. It’s beautiful that we’re always scared of what reaction would occur from an opposite party if what we thought inside was said alloud, especially since half the time, we aren’t  even totally clear with ourselves on what that or those thoughts are about. It’s beautifully annoying, the routine we so often find ourselves in. It’s always a repetitive motion! Whether it’s back and forth and back and forth or up and down continuously, or in a circular pattern over and over again, our actions like this are beautifully STUPID. We never believe in ourselves and when we do, we really don’t. That’s our fault, you see! We worry too much of the failure that probably will come to pass that we don’t concern ourselves with the  success that could be achieved if we didn’t think that way! We’re depressing. Perhaps I’m speaking in the third person here...I’m depressing! And yet, we find a way not to be depressed, probably because we know that isn’t a beautiful thing. We know  it’s unattractive when we see it hiding not so well in the emotion of other folk, so we refuse to allow it to take hold in us. Or at least we have ourselves fooled of that! Well, better to be ignorant than suffer more with it all. Better to continuously flow and hope to  trip accidentally into a new loop of success and freedom. Better that than to allow the other thing to creep in. Good things are coming soon....to a theater near you! :D