Tuesday, March 29, 2011

when the trip and the plan fall apart in your hands.

on any given day, i can ramble for hours about everything. but then there are those moments - that surround matters of vulnerability and personal insights - where despite my best efforts, not one word comes out. instead i end up just glaring into nothing, hoping that my silence can actually relate something that my words cannot.

i promise i'm trying to learn how to communicate with more than just my wide screen eyes. until then, i'm going to use this new toro y moi jam to motivate me to formulate sentences.


-t