Sometimes it reaches me in flashes. I'll take a breath or jump a stair and there it is like a coldness in my stomach. It's freedom. It's daring. Sometimes I smile and feel like I'm six again waking up to go play in the neighborhood, building worlds from stray boxes and spray paint. I remember waking up with this passion and apprehension for living. That was freedom. I've got to find a way to bring it to the present, catch it and contain it, make it mine. But then it wouldn't be freedom anymore would it? Ha.
Life's funny.
About Me
- FIERI
- Mad Girl's Love Song -Sylvia Plath I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)
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"I've got to find a way to bring it to the present, catch it and contain it, make it mine. But then it wouldn't be freedom anymore would it? Ha."
One of life's "teaching moments."
You've been busy, I see. I have much here to catch up on......
Peace & Love,
Jody
There is so much great writing here, I just read everything and it only confirms my notion that you've got it.
Beautiful
Thanks, Will and Sugah. You guys give me things to smile about. :)
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