Deep

I keep thinking this should be something deep. This, being a poetry world where I reveal my ability to do beautiful things. The truth is they are boxed into a song I haven't heard yet. I am waiting for an idea that will let go of itself. I had a professor that used to tell me I was afraid of myself. I was blocking my writing. I think I am getting better and better at it (the blocking not the writing).

My friend said I am taking myself too seriously. I will let go and the next blog will be about something that happened instead of an idea that is still holding on to a brain cell that won't let go.