Maybe a wake up call to my soul would put me back on track. I have to laugh for I don’t know what track to run on. Ha! Do you ever hysterically laugh when no one else is laughing? I do. Do you ever get angry when no one else is upset? I do. In between and all around me is beauty beyond compare. But why do I need to compare it in the first place? Was I tought to compare? Was I tought not to accept things the way they are?
Of late there has been a little girl inside my head. She wanders around touching things. She touched a blog. She types at her blog. She loves her blog. She is happy blogging although the word blog itself is rather kind of like a google or a whoppie do dah. She feels a part of something much larger than herself.
Sometimes she just wants to be fascinated with everything and not overwhlemed by everything.