I must confess…I’ve been a Scrooge… For the first time, the entire season could come and go and I wouldn’t mind. (Some of you know how I’ve been “bah humbugging” Christmas music and I make no apologies coz so much of it truly stinks.) And I’ve concluded that my lack of enthusiasm is all because…
question
when someone asks how are you? are you required to answer truthfully?i’ve often responded in truth but haven’t been heard. the words i’m sick seem to translate into i’m fine. and are responded to with good, good. and a part of me hopes that the guilty party doesn’t see the disdain within me that’s most…
not enough
time….or should i say that there is enough and i just haven’t figured out how best to use it all? yes, that’s more accurate, je pense. oui!and that’s all i have time for…so sad…too bad.
bigger.than.me.better.than.dreams
it’s one of those airplane shots that remind me of how much is beyond me, beyond my best of dreams.and then it motivates me…to use my time better, to waste not a second, to live as if i actually enjoy living.so i do it.my life is again on the cusp of something new, something amazingly…
nature’s music
…a thousand wishes down below… …when one thing goes, another comes and that’s alright…
okay now
[the picture represents the confusion in my head.] my esl students want me to hang out with them at the bar saturday night. i don’t drink, smoke or shake my thang on dance floors with low lighting. but does that matter? they promised to by me a jug of water 🙂 what if i brought…
grand scheming
in the grand scheme of things…otherwise known as life…my momentary fatigue matters not. i should have stayed up this morning. i should have taken just a few moments to look around. i would have realized all that could have been accomplished. but i concluded that more sleep was most important and since i seemingly had…