Monday, November 4, 2013
"Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before." - from "The Raven" by Edgar Allen Poe
I hope I never grow too afraid to stop staring into my darkness and fishing for stars. I won't pretend there aren't hours when I wonder what it would be like to have a quiet brain, without characters jostling for room and demanding ink to flesh out their silhouettes. It seems such an easy thing to throw oneself into the routine of school and work and set aside folly-filled pages until a more "convenient" time. It should be easy, right? Rational, even. But when I ignore these stories, I ignore myself. We share the same reflection.