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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Saturday, April 9, 2011
Dreaming
I heard it said...."if you don't know where you are going, you might end up somewhere else."
I had not given that thought before. I have been kinda sorta moving through my days and kinda sorta sleeping through the nights, not really having a grasp, goal or focus where I am really going. It has been more like finding creative ways to exist in this part of the hundred acre woods with all the wolves, hoping a gentle creature from the woods will guide me. Are there any fairies out there.... :)
I gave those words thought as that is what I do to every word that is spoken to me. I determined that I have stayed in a holding pattern of survival for too long to where I am kinda sorta stuck.
It has been said to me that my dreams and wants are too big. Hmmm
Maybe those speaking the words think too small.
If per chance to dream....I will wait for a sign where to move on to. I would like to turn back the clock but in reality, that is not feasible. If I have time and a break available, which I am seeking to find, I will make my world new. One day...soon I hope....I will open my eyes to that brand new day. I will have renewed strength to greet the day and embrace all that comes and know it is heaven sent.
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