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Comfort? Sofa chair, pacifying words, a touch on the shoulder to tell me that you'd heard. Understanding to attention just in case you heard it wrong. A few of contradiction cause your feeling can't belong to this given situation that no one can take away. A smile a nervous glance, 'Well, I'll be back some other day' but you really had to go and left this atmosphere behind. So now it's back to circumstance, solutions hard to find. As I turn the burning embers of a past that recently I'd found harder to remember than I thought was good for me. But once confirmed the truth had pulled that "recently" to shreds. Now the obvious lies bleeding and the future holds my breath. Shall I turn the page and start again? Or throw the book away? Shall I tell you of these feelings? Or find something new to say? It's the act of making choices, asking questions hearing voices missing pain and self-resentment with a knowledge that contentment is a process of selection because in every situation there are good and bad directions you can go. You can wallow in the fantasy, regenerating memories, or use the open scenery. Impulse flow more easily if all the good things disappear for what seems like eternity. Remember you created them by being what you'll always be. Receiving input, giving back makes you tick in time. Natural instinctive tack running up the spine. Use your central nervous system to help make up your mind. Looking out with indecision wastes a lot of time. If it feels good, take the risk and here I am talking like this. Saying "you" instead of "me"… but experience is globally perceived as being basically a common sense capacity to understand the variety of influence up on the way we are. Having gone so far, there is no reasoning can stop us once we've reasoned what we've got.
