I once lived in a fantasy. A fantasy where falling in love was easy, commitment without hesistation were simple. The pleasantry of conversation leading up to love feeling veritable beyond words. I resided in this place for many years, hoping some magical, theatrical moment would occur…. reality it seems, vindicated a setting my heart could not condone. Reality it seems developed a taste I barely recognized, leaving behind questionable acts my mind could not excercise. Wasn’t long before my heart became immuned to this reality, imitating life’s discretions without displaying an ounce of emotion. I meditated on numbness for years, understanding reality’s numbness doesn’t define me but allows my character the choice of developing into a person with feeling. Numbness can regain feeling…… if the individual is willing to release.
– C.A. Thomas