2 afternoons straight at the outdoor saltwater pool on the edge of the sound has done me some good. When I was a kid I jumped on the trampoline at my auntie's house for too long and that night in bed I still felt like I was bouncing. I feel like that again now, but instead of bouncing, I'm gently floating on the couch. Swishing and awash while standing at the counter.
Have I mentioned to you my particularly superior work-family and how it is dissipating? (I am both disapproving and jealous.) Have I also mentioned how my life keeps changing no matter how much I'd like any part of it to remain the same?
Posted by Sonya at August 24, 2007 08:28 PMStay strong bright one!
Although I am no master, I think if you can change as fast as it does, like riding a wave, all the best things will happen, but there is greater risk.
I know what it is like to live on the wind, a burning feather, and I have grown ever so admirable of people who wake without worry about tomorrow. Of course, they equally fantasize about the gypsy and what it must be like to race Earth's rotation. Well, at least the latter has been me in the past, but I am currently the former. Landlocked and desperate for change! I want to be a gypsy again, both literally and metaphorically.
When things are the same they intoxicate you, and not in a good way! For me, change equals travel I guess, but being also a 'space-case' ;) , I only desire to travel to other worlds. Earth is so last universe!
Look how much your plants love you! Beautiful!
Posted by: P*E*B* at August 27, 2007 02:13 AMI want to change at a rate similar to my plants: lots in the summer, then not at all for the rest of the year.
Posted by: sonya at August 30, 2007 04:06 PM