OUROBOROS

I swear, this blank piece of college-ruled  notebook paper on my trusty-lucky clipboard; simply exists in bearing the sole life-purpose to mock the hell out of a lack of progress and if it could be able to: then the paper would no doubt be laughing it’s ass off in my face.

Books and stories have always been a constant in my life as far back since before I can remember; sounds easy for a starting fan-based/forum operating author: it’s been getting rather, road blocked; in brainstorming story ideas down. Writers’ Block vs. Inspiration, all in.

A neon portal sign right there.

Whoop-de-doo!

Don’t get me started on the string of nostalgic-rooted dreams full of hireath-born déjà vu. These crazy dreams seem familiar, not it the sense of me watching various genres of entertainment repeatedly throughout my life; rather these dreams are first person with me interacting with select characters: as if I know them on an intimately person level.

 Like I grew up in that environment.

Obviously, these productions aren’t the only types I watch exclusively; there’s a wide infinite amount of fictional, non-fiction and other forms of entertainment to be enjoyed; ya can’t just stick to a single genre or era!

Media exploration is a never-ending journey.

The internet is a wonderful invention!

However, as the New Year approaches; life changes abundantly brought with it: New Years’ resolutions, among others.

Although, this provides me with new knowledge under my belt added to my previous acquired experiences and wisdom that I’ve grown with and collected over the course of my life: Let’s close the book on this year to begin another anew.

“When one door closes, another one opens.”

Time marches on, no matter how much or how hard we desperately want things in our lives to remain the same, it won’t.  Of course if absolutely nothing changed: we’d just never grow.

Sound kinda boring; don’t it?

Speaking of life changes, those weird dreams I’m having; my most recent was a real doozy.

I was standing in a school gymnasium, people either sitting on the bleachers or scattered around the court. This feeling came over me, I can’t really explain it but I was sure shocked when I looked over my shoulders ta see- fairy wings.

Human sized fairy wings!

I flew to the left side of the gym before pushing off the wall again. Then I woke up.

Weird, right?

I feel as if the New Years’ gonna drag in an absurd life-changing event, slowly creeping up on me, give me a false sense of security; only later to hit me point-blank.

Sort of like walking into a brick wall.

Ouch.

With all these dreams invading my headspace; it’s only a matter of when.

Yes, when.

Not how or why.

When.

Ever get the disconcerted feelin’ you’re being watched; well I’ve been having that feeling quite regularly. Like an outside force is viewing my life; styled like a T.V. show marathon.

 Or Netflix.

 Definitely binge-watching Netflix.

For sure now is that the only thing completely straightforward in its certainty in being that whatever happens down the road:

My life’s gonna be turned unceremoniously on its’ head.

As in; never be the same.

 Never, Ever.

Ever.

Again!  

Wish me luck.