I'm goin' home.

Time is winding down to break.
The time I'll fill, leave no mistake.
I'll drink it in, the beauty survives
I'll reinvest in their lives.

.autumn breezes, pumpkin carving,
new kittens, Grandpa, combine ride,
dog walk, sit and talk.

Curl up.

Curl up under covers.
We're left to wonder nothing as we dream.
The time flies by, the blanket is so soft.
A breeze rolls over my skin- I shiver and cover.
Content and cuddly.

Whatever.

Why, hello there, Life 2a.

Do you ever feel that a possible path in life walks past you?
That, had the timing been different, you would been living a very different life now?
That person, that job, that opportunity- that mistake, that impulse, that security.
Life is full of decisions that end up really defining our lives.

Makes me think that maybe I should walk around a bit scared.
But where's the fun in that?

Guess what.

It adds to my curiosity- my frustration- my interest...
But what do I say?

When your eyes brighten up, it makes my day.

Walkabout.

You're not what is expected.
I expect you to act a certain way, and that's where I fumbled.
And that's OK. I'm glad I know now.

Stop assuming, stop assuming.

curious.

.perplexed.

Word of the Day:

Why did I open myself up to this?
Vent. Vent. VentVentVent.
Friggin' A.
I'm not used to this.
There's not a whole lot in common there
and I'm starting to walk away-
cuz there's no clear sign.
And it ticks me off.
Do you try to connect with me? At all?
I'm paralyzed by your lack of......-ugh;
just man up.
Yes or no- just decide, cuz the game's not as much fun as before.

You were exciting: now you're frustrating.
I'm still here, but I'm about to turn around.
Will you catch my arm, or should I not hope?

Take me on an adventure.

Show me who you really are.
Do you have an intent?
Or should I walk in a different direction?
Do you really care?
Curious.
'Cause I'm curious.

Anyway.
I had a dream last night that I took a class of kids on an adventure.
We went creek stomping. This was not a planned activity.
We ended up in very big trouble- but the kids had a great time.

Then a raccoon attacked me and then relieved itself on my pillow.
Jerk..

Yes, I have strange dreams.
I do my best to remember them.

Hey girl!

Remember that night we rode the ferris wheel and it started pouring rain when we reached the top?
It was so liberating!
It just poured

and poured
and we loved it.

Soaked, we joined our friends and splashed through puddles.

The rain was warm. The hearts were warm.
Good days. Good nights.

Love you, chica-
Oh, the adventures we have.

Going for a walk?

Where do I live?

I get a vibe

but not a direct sign.
And it's frustrating
and enjoyable.
I flutter pulses. I smirk. I keep my cool.
You're confusing.
Talk to me. You're wonderful.

A bridge into fog..

is my life.
What is coming next?
I love it
and it frightens me a bit.

Lord, direct me.
Guide my decisions.
Be ever-present.
Let me flourish in your love;
whatever life you want for me-
take me there.

The other night

I stayed up past my bedtime and watched a show about lions and their feeding habits.
2 guys sat in a plastic, 700 lb cube with air holes in it.
They tied a full carcass up from a tree branch and waited for the lions to come.
Then-
Pinata! Pinata! Those cats jumped.

And let me tell you, it was epic.

This is me.

My arms are a bit tight around me.
Will you help me loosen them?
Can I help you?
I want to stand.
Let's help each other.

embraceable?

Learning to relax.

Girl,

the world doesn't revolve around you.
I take the step down, to see if you'll take your share,
-or at least explore your own side-
but you blame me all the more.
You call me out- I'm sick of it.

It's about time you knew: You've changed.
You're selfish.

Summer days.

-Say what?
So many options.
I must plan ahead.

New propositions confuse my head?

.chop.chop.chop.