Saturday, October 2, 2010
I'm glad I don't know what I'm doing. I mean, I really believe that once I "figure it out" I will turn to star dust and return to the endless sky. I'm here to wonder. to not know what the f word is going on half the time. to get frustrated and sad and confused and angry, and then, to stick it out because I know what it feels like to laugh.
oh what a joy, to feel! and what is a feeling but a friendly reminder that we are here. WE ARE HERE! wha?!
I'm just gonna keep on feeling, and you know what else? I'm gonna talk about all those feelings! I'm gonna spell it out for anyone willing to listen. I'm going to put on a show on the street corner. I'm gonna say what's really going on when asked, "how ya doin?"
I love you world. I want to be close to you. I want to give you a key to my secret garden, who am I to keep it hidden?