Secret Fantasy #23

Selfishly, I want to tear up lists, run away, and start over while the rest of the world stops and waits for my return.

Because I will return.

I always do.

I Can't Believe She Bit Me!

Why is it that the craziest, funniest, best dreams happen while I'm napping? Good times, man, good times.

Shut Your Mouth, Crazy Lady

Sometimes I find myself to be so blindingly stubborn I can think of nothing else. Replays over and over in my head until I can barely remember to breathe.

Looking At The Glass As Half Full

Good things that happened today:

1. Waking up to 3 giggly girls who couldn't contain their noise no matter how hard they tried.
2. Lunch with my mom complete with dessert and a present.
3. Thought provoking conversation with J about religion and intelligence and humor. (Not all at the same time!)
4. An unexpected kid-free afternoon and nap.
5. Beautiful weather to sit on the deck and just be quiet.
6. My phone works again!
7. I haven't been kicked off the Internet for at least 30 minutes.
8. A four year old telling me I have the best neck she's ever seen.
9. A bag of books to keep me busy for at least 2 months.
10. The promise of warm bread coming soon.

Hmmm...suddenly, I'm having a hard time remembering why I was feeling overwhelmed and frustrated earlier...

Neruda

Flipping through poetry I haven't glanced at in 10 years...

Sonnet VI

Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig

and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:

maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,

a cracked bell, or a torn heart.

Something from far off: it seemed

deep and secret to me, hidden by the earth,

a shout muffled by huge autumns,

by the moist half-open darkness of the leaves.

Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel - sprig

sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance

climbed up through my conscious mind

as if suddenly the roots I had left behind

cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood --

and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.