There is a line
A small one
Little dots
Connecting
Our thoughts
Our good ones
Our bad ones
Those that cry
Those that laugh
Those that rage
A constellation
Of ideas
Of memories
Of reasoning
That create
The person
We become
That line
Is who we are
*Depression is a terrible thing. It’s as if you are the minder and keeper of your thoughts one moment and the next this line is broken and the dots are scattered and you are left with only smudges and blurs to navigate through. The dots get connected wrong and the whole world looks different.
HASTYWORDS 
So well expressed
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And, with each new dot we can change the picture for the better or the worse.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Hasty – the connected dots
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And for those of us caught up in near or real addiction of social media, the three dots that move slightly as we wait for someone on the other end to write a message for us to read, those are dots of anticipation or dots of despair…
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Oh yes. Those dots that say so much and so little at the same time
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You are very beautiful and in touch with your emotions. I enjoy reading your posts.
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Thank you
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