Monday, 23 May 2011

Tall mountains

Have you ever wanted to walk out the door, walk into the rain, or wind, or night...and just keep walking till you reached the top of a hill or mountain and look down at everything that lays before you, and simply scream?
Scream because you know that nobody can hear you?  Scream until you're hoarse and no sound can come out of your mouth any longer.  Scream and cry and shout and yell and simply release it all?

Have you ever?

I've not forgotten about this blog.  I come here nearly everyday and consider writing something, but I fear that whatever I write will just prompt a reaction, and frankly, I don't want to explain myself to anyone.  It is what it is, and I just need to go find my mountain (or hill as is the case here in northern England) and just shout.  After that, all will be good in the world.

For me, the best way to get it out there is to write it down.  Hence the reason for this blog in the first place.  Those of you that know me a long time, will remember that I used to blog before, on my previous websites that I did, though those couldn't really be called blogs by today's 'blog' standards.  But they are there, my thought, fears, feelings at the time.  And I expressed myself best when I wrote it down in poetry, or simply diary entries.  That is what this blog is supposed to be for me.  So, for me not to write it down, because I am afraid how certain people will react is stupid, and I guess, tonight I'm writing it down. 

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