half past nomad

Family is a funny thing. You would think that extreme sports push you beyond your limits but that is nothing compared to the emotional pressure that is brought by the never ending rollercoaster that is your family.

This group of people, banded together by a fate God written, beat a single unified heart spread throughout. It’s hard to put down your finger on its pulse – but this faint pulse shifts its home constantly; a heart here now, a heart there now, a heart fluttering. It concentrates itself on the family member in need and this need in turn pulls to itself the faint threads of the family.

This difficult changing challenge is you against a heart more deeply intertwined within you, then the one that beats inside your chest.

This entry was posted on Saturday, May 14th, 2005 at 8:12 pm and is filed under General Lee.