All these notions swinging through my head creating emotions.

Stirring the stammering of words that fail to fall from my mouth which usually never stops jabbering i find myself sidestepping to get closer and farther away from you. you have magic tastes, a sense of adventure which causes me to venture outside of what i know to be good for me, for you i may just be someone to call. call me downright distant since taking a leave of absence from my midwest reality show life that had me lugging around baggage and weekend benders like it was something to be proud of. the trick here isn't so much to be noticed but to take notice of one's own power and wisdom to make better choices in life. life presents me with ample opportunities to tell people of who what where when and why things happened or took place whether on a summer night or a snow day in 92, but my ears tend to tingle almost to the sense of burning from hearing so many stories thrown in my face and my job is to digest them and nodd. my digestive track is off set since being here where we are given three squares a day but my appetite decided to take a hike along with the majority of my adult obligations upon entering into the woods...where i could lose myself in the trees streams and rocks and i have. i had...very important people who mean the world to me, which i still have but am finding that the face to face value of a conversation has become fleeting and not so existent since being gone. and that is the loss of my monumental gains since chasing and finding a painfully rewarding life here.