Countless Moments

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I pause from a moment to reflect the ideas that have permiated the cells of my brain. 

I feel them coursing through my spinalcord, traveling through the nerves and saturating every fiber of my being. 

I have spent too much time reasoning, not enough time executing.

Funny, that word exectution…

I reminisce on the times I had suicidal thoughts. Damn, there it is, execution. 

How many times have I tried to…

I’ve forgotten the number just to cleverly tie the theme together. The need to be unique is never, simple acts of candid measures. 

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