My head is bursting of ideas, but I don’t know yet how to put them into words. Sometimes they are so many and I forget to be patient with them.
As my day goes towards an end I miss all the things I thought of instead of remembering all the things I did do.
And I am guessing I will need some time to find the language in which I will be able to express all these new connections forming in my thoughts.
A few years spent either in extreme freedom or extremely stuck. Nothing in between, pulled apart by the two opposites. And now my brain seems to want to catch up with everything in between within the next three years or weeks.
It feels like driving on the motorway, up and down, crossing whole countries. Just to one day exit and really get to know all the land you already crossed a hundred times. I know these regions, but have never really explored them.
I want to write it down. I already do, just for myself. But I love the connection it forms, when we share our thoughts. When we get to have a conversation about it.
And while my thoughts keep me up all day entertaining any emotion from revelation to fear and love I don’t want to keep them to myself.
Maybe because I learned to enjoy writing so much over the past three years.
Maybe because I learned to enjoy reading, again.
Another passion I reclaimed after it was hiding under layers of un-respected authorities telling me what to read and what not for decades. Or maybe it was just my lack of access to truly great literature and my unwillingness to research.
Since I have read “Lord of the Rings” at nine years old, I couldn’t find another book that inspired me nearly as much. And I gave up searching, until now.
Until I noticed, that I still love to read what other people learned and can share with me. I love the way we can open a dialogue, have a conversation with a stranger. It doesn’t matter where you are, whether you are surrounded by people or all by yourself, there is this access to knowledge, experience and sharing thoughts. It is always there, you just have to grab it. Pick it out in between others on the bookshelf, find it in the streets, gifted by a friend or just ordered on amazon.
Books.
My head is bursting with ideas, I have yet to find the right words to share them.
Something between the poesy and beauty in every days little overlooked details and the books I read, the thoughts I have and the expeditions I embark on.
Finding and sharing my words.
Thank you, all of you that read them. I love the conversations we open by sharing our thoughts, ideas, words. Have an amazing week!
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