In Twenty Words

Friday, April 3, 2015

Some parts of our life will have to end without closure.
Why suffer for something that's meant to stay broken?

"Perhaps it was just my imagination."
EVERYTHING's just in your imagination.
Everything we know began as a thought. A dream.

Thank you for being the father I never had, my mentor, my guide.

You'll always be loved and remembered fondly.

I teach to learn more.

Questions become thoughts.
Thoughts become words.
Words become actions.
Actions changes attitude.

Attitude is everything.

Sometimes I still feel you asking questions only silence can hear . Two souls whispering what our hearts longs to understand.

Looking up and I no longer see the stars. I see the world. How small we are. Yet loved dearly.

"I think I can. I know I can. I feel I can. " Not enough. Argh! Just do it, damn it!

I see things I know but do not understand. I have yet to experience it. Is that like being dead?

If I only have today to live, what can I do to make it worthwhile? Let each moment be priceless.

Some say we go through life just once. Let's try to do it right so that once would be enough.

Part of me wants to curl up and be still. To feel the world move around me in total darkness.

I feel I have seven Mondays a week. One day flows into the other like muddy colored water. Organized chaos.

We complete each other. We don't create balance. We shift, change, drift away only to come back joyous. Sustaining. Comforting.

I live my life this way. You live your life that way. There's nothing wrong with it. It just is.