Writing is a dream. When I am in the process of forming a thought onto paper, what is actually conveyed is not what I’ve heard but what I’ve seen. It is positivity that I’ve witnessed today. Images over time that culminate in a picture that can be described but only in the seconds before it was brought into existence or remembered. The imagery is compounded from the day before and brought into existence from memory while the words bring the imagery to be forgotten. The longer it takes to recall the images from a far segment of the dream the more I have to edit the material the more likely I am to recall what I want to say. It’s like describing the moon to a shadow of my own tomorrow.
Moonshadow
Published by Francis Erich McElroy
This blog is a multifaceted writing/journaling approach to recovery from mental illness and addiction. I am not a comedian but rather a rattled jewel of sarcasm encased in art. Health, humor, and love is what I seek under the umbrella of family. View all posts by Francis Erich McElroy
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