dorkfysh's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Every little thing is going to be alright. Right? Up early with a cup of coffee, foggy sky and Frank's Wild Years. Tom singing like his heart has been ripped from his chest and put through a meat grinder. I stood in the hot hot shower trying to get the water to wash the thoughts out of my head. The kitties standing on the edge of the tub...peeking around the curtain. The kid got up and off to school without any trouble. I have a head full of ideas and plans. Trying to keep myself occupied while I practice this crazy patience thing. I have some stories in my head that I need to get out with a good pen on paper. I think today I will avoid my secluded little cave and spend my time out in the world. There are too many scattered thoughts inside these walls. I think I'm going to go sip more coffee and make up life stories for the characters I come across. Trying to find inspiration a little farther from my heart. Last night I received a good hug from a dear friend that made all the difference. It was worth the drive through the far suburbs of this sparkling city. I am going to live through whatever happens. The more I give out the stronger I feel. Life IS all about the love....despite what my mother taught me. The hardness and the toil and the delaying of joy have never appealed to me. You know how to get ahold of me. 8:36 a.m. - January 27, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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