She asked me
“is your mind always going?”
Yes, it is.
And since you’re an empath, when we talk, you catch up to my speed..
And we hold hands and leap between the synapses, you bounce with me from thought to thought.
She asked why I pace around and what I’m thinking about when I do that..
Flow. I’m trying to tune into the flow going by,in my mind.
That old River.
And I’m like that dead sober, drinking, on Fauxpium, the flow going past your head and the window to that world out there.
It’s so bright.
And so loud.
When I pace,and I keep my head down and periodically mutter to myself,.
I’m trying to catch it.
I’m dipping a net into a stream.
And when I’m with kindred souls,we do it together.
And I really miss band practice 😞
Because it’s the same thing, if you’re in a jam band scenario where improv is the recipe and the songs aren’t structured as rigidly…
Miss that..
But alone..I’m batting at meteorites..
And with you?
We’re moving, together.
And she said,” that’s so sweet”
Just telling it like it is toots.
You became attracted to a weird one and I became attracted to what’s in your heart ❤️
So…
Give it a go.
Give the finger to the rest of it.
We’re flying through space on a round rock, and we circle around the Sun 🌞
And I was taught crazy stories.
But I’m not rotten to the core 😘
dawn 