i feel a bit restless tonight. the radios on and thom yorke is crooning as if to only me, but its not soothing. there is a haze around the moon, the same moon that kept me up last night with its bright glow, and im fidgety. yesterday i encouraged my sister to try out her own blog. i think she is concerned about others reading her thoughts. of course, i know that there are many things that i would never write in this blog. at this point, i could describe those thoughts and feelings that would fall under the 'do not write about' category, but i find even i cannot find words elusive enough to use. i fear being discovered.
i could write about the person that ive been thinking about lately.
i could tell you the dream i had this weekend that left me confused but oddly comforted.
and i should probably write about the shadow that hangs over my heart.
instead, i stick to the relatively safe topics. not because im afraid to share, but because i desperately want to be known. and you arent really listening, anyway.
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