Goodmorning America.

Here I am again, sitting in a quiet house listening to my thoughts. These thoughts are different than the ones who've been visiting lately. These thoughts are encouraging me to find where I belong. No, not necessarily a physical location, but a place where I am completely comfortable. I was there tonight, where ever "there" is. I got lost in the thought of all the different things going on in this world all at the same time, but in different parts of the world. I thought on how unfortunate it is that while I am here enjoying life, others across seas are hurting. Or even just next door...
They seem to think I don't know, but I do. The screams are loud, though I'm the only one who can hear them. I've always been good at reading others for some reason I am not yet familiar with. It's almost uncomfortable for me at times. Maybe I don't want to know what your heart feels. Maybe I'd rather be clueless so that I wont have to put aside my happiness to find yours. You think I don't know, but I do.
I know that while I'm continuing on this journey of mine, you are standing with your ears and eyes wide open in hopes of getting in on my life. It used to bother me. Walking down the busy streets at night with glowing eyes fixed on me as their bodies stand still. You don't scare me you know... I have a destination awaiting my arrival. There's nothing you can do to delay my arrival.
As I continue worrying about those out of reach as I sit here at peace, the only solution I can come up with is to make more art. I don't know what good that will do right now, but hey... Emerson did it. Speaking of which I have yet to contact.
My thoughts are nuts right now, so I shall end this.
I made a new piece today, and I won't tell you what it means to me. But, I will tell you what inspired me. Those beautiful souls who to us Americans have nothing, but to them, carry the world in their hands.

Let me know whatcha think readers !

-AJT