Thursday, September 6, 2012

Foreboding

It has that boiling sensation. Did I miss something happening? Is something about to happen? That budding sensation sitting, lingering on the edge of my fingertips. A feeling of knowing and not able to name it. Standing on the ledge of that sudden burst. To stay or go. Maybe this is a remnant of something else...

5/6/10, Laredo

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