Canary in a Coal Mine











{March 30, 2006}   TRUTH

“We don’t talk about the blog.”

I firmly stated to the table over several bottles of wine Friday evening when The New Edition brought it to the conversation. I leave my inner most thoughts here and Frisbee the site link for you to catch and dissect my words as you deem fit. This is my little space, my small spot to just be at peace and hash out the hectic mayhem of continuous hurdles that surround me and those close to me. Similar to that underground fighting movie, “We don’t talk about the blog.” It makes me feel cagey.

In the past few weeks there’s been an absence in the presence of my words. I’ve been hiding more than I usually do and masking generality over topics for you to contend with. I’ve found inspiration in the form of objects, abstracts, and other’s issues while hiding behind a glimpse of my own conflicts. That’s not fair to me, or you the reader.

I’ve learned that purposely avoiding something has the affect of amplifying its importance, giving it greater power. Sometimes it takes that sense of denial and illusion of being evasive to gain comprehension. My truth to me is to not hide and say something if I need to say it, if you’re around me long enough - you know I will eventually. (Right Soleil) Here’s the thing about writing in present tense, I can ruin relationships and situations by writing inner truths here; in order to not compromise err, ah, situations I won’t write about them until after their pass or the roots are firmly planted.

Comprende’?

I’ve been ignoring this site for the above reason as well as the below

1. New Job

2. Planning BIG HOT WHITE Party for this weekend’s Birthday
celebration

limo(check)
club reserved (check)
custom dress (almost done)
shoes (what am i waiting for)
friends (check)
man (er, ah)
champagne (gulp)
kid sister canceling attendance (check one solid tear)

Not to mention the spicy and funny, Miss Wendi, and Saucy Sarah are attending

3. Things in my head are straight for the first time in several weeks, the tetris blocks of inner turmoil began piecing together and shaping connected thoughts leading to full sentenced conclusions. There are stories to tell you but they are still playing out. I’ll have a good one for you tomorrow as we’re hitting up “The Office” again this evening and stopping to wish Miss Christi a Happy Belated 30th.

To answer your question “C” this is what I’ve been up to.

All My Love,
Sass



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