Expressing yourself
Posted on 14. May, 2006 by Barry Hurd in Coffee - Volume Two, Creative Writing, Love
The need to be in motion and to express my life with action was enthralling. I wandered up and down the cozy little neighborhood streets taking step after step. Every time my foot touched the ground my spirit told me to take another step.
My mind was alert, my imagination was inspired, and my heart was complete. For once in my life the person I was had finally become the person I desired to be. For years my entire life actually felt lacking, I had never found the missing piece of my soul. Somehow I had accidentally wandered across the mysterious solution to my life, or at least found a section of the puzzle that finally told me what I was looking at.
The realization was perfect. The epiphany I somehow had, the moment where I felt like smacking my head and saying ‘DOH!’. Never in my life would I understand the character of Homer Simpson more.
I don’t know if I would ever have a realization of anything so defining for me again. I had witnessed friends being happy, loved ones being sad, family being born, and cherished souls passing away; but never again would I be so blind-sided by falling in love.