The other day I took carrots for my lunch but never had the time to eat them.
The person that had a concern whether I ate lunch or what I had for lunch, was just fine with my choices.
I got up early and did laundry. The person that had a concern whether I made noise that early in morning or stayed in bed until my appointed time to rise was just fine with my choice.
I stayed at work longer than usual without sending a memo or having to make phone calls to confirm my choice was acceptable or not. The person that had a concern was just fine with that choice.
It feels good to be out from the covering of condemnation and complaints. It feels good that the person who has a concern about my days journey is finally who it needs to be... moi. I feel like I am flying over clouds while the colors of the day burn bright and pierce through the darkness of the sky. My heart is light and I kinda sorta feel like I am dancing high above this world as I make my way along the days wanderings. Ahhh... the birth of a new day awaits me with new dreams that I dare to make a reality.
The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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- Me - Who and what: a woman overflowing with ideas and a need to put them into words. Why - For me to express. To share with others. Everything from very personal to random. Comments welcome and appreciated. Join my world.
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