Things change day to day for me
I’ve grown accustomed to feeling differently.
I couldn’t sleep last night
so I engaged my self in conversation.
I spoke of many things
but it ended up going in one direction,
it always seems to be all about me.
Where am I going
and who will I be?
I saw an asteroid tonight
it didn’t look like it was falling
I wonder sometimes
if I’ve simply missed my calling.
I am lonely
and I miss affection
and I’m getting accustomed to feeling indifferently.
Shooting stars,
do they ever stop?
Do they ever
reach the top?
Teared up. So powerful
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Thank you, your response means a lot to me – and there is a lot of power in that – just knowing someone is hearing me makes me feel better. Writing is great therapy for me – perhaps there is power in that, in sharing our feelings, jubilant or difficult. Thank you for hearing me out and for your compassion. Hugs, Harlon
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I completely agree with you. Writing feels like therapy and sometimes it makes me feel less lonely too. Hugs ❤
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Heartbreakingly beautiful.
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All I can say is, “I love you!” ♡
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Oh you 🙂 Now look what you’ve done, I’m feeling happy, and I love you too! Harlon
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Hehehe…I’m happy too! ♡
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I hope I’m not over-stepping here, but you have a ridiculously beautiful smile. Just sayin’. I hope you remember this when you look in the mirror and I hope when you do remember, it makes you smile more. 🙂
Hearts & hugs,
Just Me
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Hey you (I suspect you are more than Just You) – thank you for the compliment – it made me smile, and I will treasure that and make sure I catch myself grinning more often. I think you are on to a lot of things here, remembering this exchange makes me smile and it also reminds me that when I am feeling good, then I attract good things. Thank you so much for this! Hugs, Harlon
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I sent you an invite back onto my now private blog….check your spam or trash bin, haha! The requests I’ve gotten ended up going to my trash somehow! Or, if you like, you can click on my name and then click the link. I’ll do the rest. 😉 Hope you’ll join me…I’d be honored to have you among my exclusive ones… ~J
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And I will be honoured to amongst the exclusive and amongst YOU 🙂 Hugs, Harlon
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You’re in! xo
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Sending peace and hugs to you, dear Harlon. I hope you rest well soon with sweet dreams.
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I find this time of year doesn’t help the feeling of melancholy. xx
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You got that right, I find I get myself in a funk this time of year. This too shall pass. xx Harlon
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As my mom used to say, “keep your chin up”. xx
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I miss you.
Truly, madly, deeply, Love, Bill xoxo
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Thank you Bill. I miss you too and I think you know me well enough to know that I like to write about the difficult, it’s the feelings that aren’t permanent, but are in their moments, real and strong. Within all of this process, I find harmony or motivation to take action – or I just sleep a lot. It’s all good and you are great. xo Harlon
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Poignant ponderings Harlon. Wishes for connections that help you ride the wave and find your way back. I’ve wrestled with loneliness and depression much in my life too.
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Thank you, and yes, it is like riding the waves, without the occasional downs, I wouldn’t notice the amazing “ups”. Peace, Harlon
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Great perspective Harlon.
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I know how darkness somehow misses sleep
I know how a mind likes to play tricks
But remember this as quickly as a thought can turn
Is as quickly as a thought can change
Stay thirsty
The Sheldon Perspective
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Wholeheartedly agreed! These sorts of feelings are very ephemeral and more just my brain doing what brains do, THINK. Writing for me and sharing can certainly change the speed at which thoughts change and I turn back to who I really am, and what is really “being”. Night time can seem to induce loneliness, but I am pretty sure someone said this before “Tomorrow is another day” and feelings and perspectives change. Thanks as always for supporting my quench for being thirsty. Peace, Harlon
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Think of nothing and hot cocoa helps. If not, run like the wind, tire self out and sleep! Rest well Harlon!
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I like the running with the wind even in my imagination. Hot cocoa’s caffeine might keep me awake. Chamomile tea for me.
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Thanks for commenting JoAnna! I did not know there is caffeine in hot cocoa. Much appreciate the share.☺
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Not as much as in coffee. But some., or something very similar to caffeine anyway. I’m sensitive to it, so it doesn’t take much to keep me awake. Some people might not be affected by it.
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Thanks JoAnna, much of what I feel does feel like I am running with or sometimes against the wind in my imagination – by exercising my voice against the wind’s roar, my letting my concerns and fears out – that’s how I hit the spot where I can rest – and that it my tea time! Hugs, Harlon
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Peace Harlon, please hang in there.
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Thanks trE, I am doing fine, writing for me is such a great way to face difficult feelings, by expressing them creatively, by sharing them – it’s a form or release in some ways – and then the comments and the support are part of the process that keeps me hanging on. Much love, Harlon
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