Lonesome Dove (A journal...entry?)

Admit it! The Silence Frightens you...The idea of being alone with your thoughts for one single...

Move on! Nothing to see here...only the vast emptiness of the very next moment...

Until it gets filled with useless chatter... I feel comfortable again

I feel comfortable searching for that something to feel(not a typo) a void I should be filling mySelf...

I need movement! I need excitement! I need something other than what I have...

Or So I think...

I never really asked mySelf...I told mySelf...and assumed it true...

I hate assumptions...false intelligence...

Stillness heals...I am used to the hurt...I feel comfortable again