I want to write
I want to make people smile and laugh
Yet I’m as blank as the eyeballs of the dead
Will I ever recover from this?
“Tomorrow will sort itself out”, everyone says
But then, what if it doesn’t?
All I know is now
And that is why I must act
Guess I’ll just drop my pen and take a long stroll,
Get some air and in between take a seat on one of the busy streets;
Watch the birds of the sky fly
Watch the clouds move in different accords
Listen to different horns from various car models
See lovers hold hands as they walk into diners and coffee shops
Watch how parents hold their kids on the roadside
And also hope to see people taking a walk with their pets.
And then probably just write and talk about how blank my mind really is.
That way something in particular to write about might just pop up in between.
WOW!
Who would ever know I started out blank? *GIGGLE*
TWENTY LINES already?! *GIGGLE*
Guess I wasn’t BLANK after all.
LOL!
Santino
Do people do this at Bodija?
LOL #waka