My head is so full....or maybe it is simply empty of anything substantial enough to focus on. Either way I feel adrift in the haze of reality. I haven't escaped in a while. It's overwhelming this feeling of nothingness. Thoughts shift by taunting me with glances of the focused thoughts that are just out of reach. After reminding me of this haze, they leave me to wander aimlessly in this bleak exsistence. My head is still fuzzy, my brain refuses to focus....it has taken me an hour to finish these few sentences. I must leave it here. I can't focus...not anymore.

I haven't written in a while.

At least not here. I have been laying out the bone structure for my fantasy tale. The world is beautiful at the moment, but as I dig into the layout I can rip pieces of the beautiful exterior away. I can show the world the truthful human situations I have planned, ugly as they are, and leave their emotions stripped bare.

I'm not writing at the moment, I am scatter brained as you might well notice in my writing. I just spent the day dancing through the game of life and love. My head still spins and my body still shivers with the remnants of my girlish giddiness.