I have so much going through my head and I cant put it into words.. Yet I'm drowning in my own lack of focus and overly driven in the passions.
Never in my life have I been unable to unload the effluence of passion and excitement through these keys sharing the moments that ravage and excite my world..
With every moment it felt like a dream, with every moment in the back of my mind, I was going to wake up, but it didn't. It continued on, I truly am unaware at which point my subconscious stepped in and wiped out the concern of it being a dream.. Yet, all I desire most is to put it into words in the same manner that I share my dreams.
Why is it when I have a dream that seems so real and my senses are ravaged against my will yet deep within I have no desire or will to resist. I'm so capable of in great detail sharing my experience and helping my readers truly and briefly feel as if they're there.
Yet this experience, far more amazing then any dream and a pivotal moment truly showing me nothing is ever as it really seems.. One must take the moment to find out what it really is. Contradicting any expectation and amazing me while captivating my intrigue, I fall victim to my own will and am crippled by my great desire to relive the moment through my writings as I do my dreams.
