Sometimes I wonder if I feel too much. Like a sentimental guy (Is there something wrong with being sentimental). Writing had definitely opened up so many parts of me which were bottled up earlier, not knowing how to express, how to feel...parts that are now alive and open and can't keep quiet. Feelings, if they're let loose, have a way of dragging me away from the present into the past. The future.
Sometimes I wonder if i can just dial back and not feel. Just be. Without the feeling, without that extra thought. Just me. Just me being.
Stripping myself of feeling keeps things simple. Keeps me present. Keeps me aware.
Focused on what's good for me.
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