Greetings and frenipulous salutations my compatriots.
I'm not really sure why I'm updating...but it seems the right thing to do. I suppose it may be in part due to the fact that most of my journal entries as of late have been either long drawn out rants griping about things that no one has the power to change exept for me juxtaposed with the occasional glimmer of levity and happiness. It begs the question of why is it so much easier to share all the aggrivations and slights we endure on a day to day basis than to revel in the joys we find, which are, in truth a thousand fold more meaningful and lasting?
To that end, and in an attempt to change something I have the ability to, I put forth to the world (be it for ridicule, validation or annoyance) a glimmer of light and happiness.
For the last week I have been falling asleep every night, and waking every morning, with a smile on my face. I have shared more of myself with someone I have never met than with people I have known for years. I came upon a door as I was walking down a hallway, as I had many times before. This door, unlike others before it, I chose to open. Upon my opening I was flooded with a feeling unlike I have felt in quite some time. Words poured forth and swirled together in edys of understanding and compassion. Secrets were shared, burdens were lightened and cheeks ached. Even in the still moments when smokey tendrils drifted through the air in perfect imitation of the way elephants don't, there was comfort.
My thoughts return to a sweet voice, an unashamed laugh, and a stack of pancakes waiting on a hazy morning. Miles drift away into nothing as for those minutes and hours everything is forgotten except the steady rise and fall of chests and the beat of hearts that skip. Hesitant queries meet with the answers they long to hear and the titles of random movies echo familiarity in two minds. Imaginations spring forth words that conjure images so similar that it is almost frightening. Words slip past lips faster than minds can catch them and through the void to ears that can barely register the joy. The simple buzz of a phone or the flicker of a widget sends shocks of hope and anticipation to every nerve. Anticipation and self doubt are washed away by deluges of pixels that make eyes sparkle.
I'm not really sure why I'm updating...but it seems the right thing to do. I suppose it may be in part due to the fact that most of my journal entries as of late have been either long drawn out rants griping about things that no one has the power to change exept for me juxtaposed with the occasional glimmer of levity and happiness. It begs the question of why is it so much easier to share all the aggrivations and slights we endure on a day to day basis than to revel in the joys we find, which are, in truth a thousand fold more meaningful and lasting?
To that end, and in an attempt to change something I have the ability to, I put forth to the world (be it for ridicule, validation or annoyance) a glimmer of light and happiness.
For the last week I have been falling asleep every night, and waking every morning, with a smile on my face. I have shared more of myself with someone I have never met than with people I have known for years. I came upon a door as I was walking down a hallway, as I had many times before. This door, unlike others before it, I chose to open. Upon my opening I was flooded with a feeling unlike I have felt in quite some time. Words poured forth and swirled together in edys of understanding and compassion. Secrets were shared, burdens were lightened and cheeks ached. Even in the still moments when smokey tendrils drifted through the air in perfect imitation of the way elephants don't, there was comfort.
My thoughts return to a sweet voice, an unashamed laugh, and a stack of pancakes waiting on a hazy morning. Miles drift away into nothing as for those minutes and hours everything is forgotten except the steady rise and fall of chests and the beat of hearts that skip. Hesitant queries meet with the answers they long to hear and the titles of random movies echo familiarity in two minds. Imaginations spring forth words that conjure images so similar that it is almost frightening. Words slip past lips faster than minds can catch them and through the void to ears that can barely register the joy. The simple buzz of a phone or the flicker of a widget sends shocks of hope and anticipation to every nerve. Anticipation and self doubt are washed away by deluges of pixels that make eyes sparkle.
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perzquixle:
you're cute...
toothpickmoe:
I'm sorry, I don't speak French.