Hello everybody! :) So this is my first time blogging; I felt it so I wanted to start before my candle blew out, so please bear with me. I'm not sure where I want to start or where I am going to go with my blogs... Okay I do but I'm not ready to start my grumpy rants yet (Cantankerous misanthropist might be a clue). So I decided to start my blogging with an emotional freestyle write of mine I did last year that I never published... Again bear with me because I didn't do any editing; I wanted to keep it raw:
HUNGRY LIKE THE WOLF
I need to get some rest. There's no chance with this splitting headache. No wait... that isn't it, it's all these irrepressible thoughts. How can I get quiescence if my brain isn't at bay; if it doesn't stop meddling with my sanity. How could one girl on one night do this to me. My head has always been on my shoulders, thinking sensibly; but not now! Cleverness gone, all I can think is with instincts. She commenced my thirst; NO, my hunger. With all this hypothalamus static, how else could I think. I walk on two legs, but now gravity is pulling me down. I feel the urge to get on all fours, bay at the crescent moon and charge down this mountainside that I stand on so advantageously to go for the kill. No more do I want to stalk my prey; battle cry bellowing, I want, no need her to see my hunger.
The biting air and these carnivorous thoughts bring chills down my back. Back to reality it brings me. I look down at my slacks and tie and wonder if such a soft person could transform into a beast of that nature. Shaking my head back and forth like a canine releasing water from his coat, these thoughts cast away one drop at a time. Now that the static hums softly like a lullaby, maybe now I can think about getting some rest.
