Early morning musings

I always thought I was an adequate bullshiter so I did well in English at school. This ability, however, did not extend to my creative writing. That was an area of which I was thoroughly lacking. At one point I thought all that was needed to make writing 'great' was a whole bunch of adjectives. I still can recall the line of one of my so called stories... something like "she took soft slow steps across the fresh wet grass moistened with the morning dew" Can you imagine a whole story written like that? It would bore you shitless. And to add insult to injury, I would always try a put a 'twist' (you know the type that was popular in the good ol' days of Paul Jennings) at the end) gah! So don't have high expectations of the quality of writing in this blog. But I'll do my best and on that note I wrote a poem (and of course it rhymes - and I'll even dedicate it to you CSG)

This a journey I never expected to take
Upside down with clarity of real from fake
How much difference a week can make
If I were all alone I think I would break

And some random scribblings:

I found my soul, my spirit, my essence, my being.
I am. I am complete.

You'd think this would be easy, right? I've felt so alienated this last week. It's been the hardest thing I've been through. It's like having all the love in the world and being unable to share it with the ones you love.

Have you ever had to question your sanity?
It is the MOST difficult thing.
Have you ever had your family question your sanity?
It in itself is insanity.
Times like this I live by my mantra...

There's always the sky

Staring up at the undefinable infinte space fills my whole with awe.
Awesome!