it's a goofy day to be me today. I have my moments and chose today to spread a little sunshine and fertilizer on every one's lawn. I don't know why I'm in such a good mood but be thankful for it doesn't happen often these days.
I didn't sleep last morning at all and only stole a few hours midday and feel bloated and ucky and goofy. My kid and I are on the same page and my man will be in touch sometime tomorrow and my cat dissed me when I got home until I made him an offer he couldn't refuse. I need a minute to catch up on things and know tomorrow will be hell so I am enjoying the here and now. It isn't anything special and I get riled up easy but nothing really got me under the bar this weekend. I am stronger and older and uglier by one day and pretty damn happy I'm one day closer to the beginning of another era in my string.
One glowing strand of white hot life in the eternal darkness of blues and reds. I am a beacon and I am accepting of that fate. All the life lines merge and converge into one another and every once in awhile you'll find one of another color. Blue string is human stain and red string are the stains of the immortal, the gods. White is, from what I can guess, one of the colors to which all will gravitate to as it glows too bright in the darkest of nights. I can hear them all. The living and the dead and even hear what their mouths aren't saying. You get used to the noise for you are never alone. If I yield to it I will go mad and need extensive hospitalization. So I try to accept gleefully that I am here to serve and be some sort of light in the fog and get the ship's ashore and crash a few dingies on the rocks of fate. Tonight I am just a cheerful light to bring a smile on the ethereal faces in the audience.~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.
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