I don't know, There's something about big, old catholic churches I find oddly romantic. They bring me peace for some reason, even though I'm not a christian. It seems I'm able to think more clearly when surrounded by old architecture and the serene quiet that reigns within those incense-clad walls.
I'm weird I know. I even listen to gregorian chants, for some reason they make me want to draw and write, it's like muse full throttle...
I need to reconnect with my spirit, I think we've been out of touch for a while, need to talk to the great mother again, feel close to her and bask in the peace I get from being my spiritual self. I believe my soul needs nurturing, lots of it.
I need to reconnect with myself as well, maybe I should allow work, family and friends to take a back seat to me for once, before I go insane.
Dear gods I need a life, and to stop being so damn gloomy, there's a lot of people out there that are happy in their misfortunes, I have no real reason to be this... apathetic and aloof.
I guess I'm avoiding life on purpose.
I'd be lying if I said that last statement is not true.
'Ta
Gymnop�dies
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