June 27 by The Running Son
I have been needing to write this post for awhile. Strangely to some of you, and a known phenomenon to others (I hope), I have found it difficult to communicate in ways other than poetry. I am a pretty emotional guy, especially lately, and the more intense the emotions get, the more I encrypt them in poetry and symbol, and the less freedom I find in just plain talking.
But behind my stream of poetry, my personal life has changed dramatically. I started blogging in February a sufferer of depression, stranded in the California desert, spiritually comatose and, privately, tired and hopeless. Today I am alive.
Some of you saw that change in me. It was around May 5th that, through poetry and the help of followers, and circumstance, I experienced a very special acceptance of myself and life, and it came out in poems.
Something else happened though. If you read recent poems you know. I met someone, a fellow blogger in the midst of this period of growth, and fell in love. Then I fell 1000 feet crazy in love. Then, I started thinking about my future. Now, I am beginning to execute plans.
I am moving out of the high desert to The city to be with my ailing father, and to get myself stable and secure. Then, I am off in to a mysterious future, full of all the possibilities I had long since given up on.
I need to pack and prepare to move, something I am not skilled at, and do not enjoy. I will be taking a break from most blogging duties for a few days, in order to get my many chores done.
I want to mention I have a Running Son faceBook companion page, for anyone interested. I hate promoting and self promotion, but some prefer accessing poems through FB rather than the WordPress interface. Plus, most of my unpublished poems and prose end up being posted there. Check it out. Little button at the extreme top of this page.
I want to thank my followers. Since I have trouble sometimes just speaking in conversation tones, I dont get to say that… but thank you. Love you guys.