...too busy to smell the flowers.
Community college life has been absorbing my time as of late. Such as a relationship that matches both toxic in time consumption/neediness of attention and uplifting in knowledge and support.
I've had to focus my mind on academics and less on my carnal thoughts and needs. I'm not hinting at celibacy from self-touch or artificial pleasurers, but my typical muses I ignore as I work on assignments. It's an interesting cross to bear as I continue forward motion.
One muse I have been eyeing on my breaks has been the escalation of Michael Jackson-based content, news, and support I have seen on Twitter. The veil of mass media has faded - its wall now shows great weakness as the truth of an icon comes to the foreground. Jag has been showing me items she finds as well. We have fun conversations over music and my forever love, MJ. The man's innocence is now unearthed from its premature grave while we are now watching the media cowers with questions to answer.
It adds a warmth to my breast as I press the footer of the textbook to them for reading. I may never "get over it" as some wish I would, but Michael is part of my life and soul. He has given my life a soundtrack to live by and an initial image of beauty to which a younger me would experience her first moments of climax. In a current time, as I slowly dig through the dirt of my past, his music and aura is my guiding light and steadfast norm I have always seen. It's endearing to watch others start to focus and further witness the warmth he dedicated his life to radiate.
I will try not to dilute my blog with this kind of talk. I know it's not for everyone. But I did want to express my joy from the recent barrage of trending topics over my baby.
I know there is a lot of, for lack of classy words, shit going on in the world now. I've found unplugging is the best way to keep yourself from faltering mentally while the world feels like it is burning. We have finally found ourselves at the end of the pandemic tunnel while a new year rewards us with spring nearing. When spring break arrives for school, I hope to visit friends and family. I need to get back into daily workout routines and preparations for bikini season. What are my reader's plans for the Spring and Summer of 2022? Be kind to each other and be more kind to yourself. Especially as we reach a time where self-image can be a detriment to some, myself included.
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