My Blue Headspace

I sit here dwelling in my mind for, I cannot find any place outside that I want to go. At times, it's a hazy place without quiet, and I tend to run from the noise. Yet, inherently, I know that there is no such thing as running, for running stirs a storm. Only with beautiful noise can I sedate the storm to create a Calm of my inner turmoil. A Calm storm slumbers in stillness suspended in the warmth and amniotic safety of my blue headspace. There, I remain clear to recover the noise uncover the noise discover the noise as Words for understanding and for letting go..