No Pressure

No Pressure

It usually didn’t rain in southern California, but when it did the arid infrastructure wasn’t designed to hold even the smallest amount of seasonal rain at all.

Great muddy puddles of yesterday’s would stretch from the center of the street all the way through to the depths of broken sidewalks of tomorrow’s.

Each step he took was another looping bit of confusion, a special dirty cocktail mix of worry, panic, and anxiety. Pickled onions marinated his greatest hits fears looming over him.

He was scared of a sickness that’s condition hadn’t been revealed yet, with a head muted with silence, and worst of all, the possibility that his dreams of a realization and MagicKal bliss were crumbling down, without a sound unheard behind him.

He felt as awkward as he did stupid. He felt as stupid as he did lost. Whispers of the goddess angel reminded him not to worry, he would be alright once he felt that special sensation of being grounded again, and he knew what that would entail.

He’s been through hell and back, never realizing that his life was building up to these very moments. He knew he just had to move on, move on and trust, trust that everything would be more than divine. He was on a journey to meet his better half, two peas in a pod that shared each other’s mind and desires.

Amidst the chaos of his mind he wrestled with the notions of not being present enough with his caring and reassurances for her,
because he needed to know she knew that he would indeed always be there for her.

Contrasting this with his actions of overstating his boundless feelings of longing, comfort, and desire, leaving message after message, posting after posting, growing so scared he’d that he had already driven his beautiful butterfly away.

It was undeniable, there was an inherent connection when the two met, that combined with the mysterious magnetic pull which undeniably led to the key to his eternal happiness.

No Pressure
No Pressure

He tried to rest assured himself.
That was the same advice he had given to her to ease her feelings of possible insecurity.

No Pressure
No Pressure

He would always be there for her.

MB93