A Journal of Sorts
"when you sleep... where do your fingers go, what do your fingers know what do your fingers show, where do your fingers go when you sleep do they tremble on the edge of the bed or do you fold them neatly by your head..." ~ Cake ~ I did it I did it! I started catching up on mail... just a little, but I did start some and even sent out some... and even more, I reached out in some of the email groups (remember those?... a-hem, and all... like... have you been there?... done that?... nooooooooo... you're too busy to play in words in email groups, aren't you?... well I'm gonna go play there anyway and you'll just feel all left out and way behind when you finally realize you've been missing out on all the fun, so there - wink - nod - giggle)... you can see some of the babblings in the Letters to Strangers garden over in Newsbee's Universe and there'll probably be an update in the Letters to Friends garden too... eventually this web world might even wake up (huh?) and inspire new growth in all the written gardens so be on the look out for whatever (please try to contain your excitment) J on second thought, forget containment... let's explode J where is all the energy that used to surround me why don't I attract it anymore? where is all the energy that used to come from in me why don't I produce it anymore? maybe it's aging does it really happen gracefully I feel so clumsy, so lazy so lost and lonely maybe it's depression can I really not know it's around maybe the saddest songs are the ones without a sound but I don't feel sad today and look at the noise I'm making all I want to do is play and my heart isn't breaking and I have some more energy I'm not dead yet ya know? so won't somebody play with me there's still more time before I have to go I think it's time to listen to a heartbeat or two... it's been a very long time (relatively timing) since I did... no time, nobody asks, and too much loneliness in there I guess... sigh and alas and stuff, ya know... but I'll go it alone if that's how it must be and so I'll wander into heartbeats anyway... after all, I'm in too good a mood to be bummed today J (good time to wander deeper and ask poignant questions) . o O ( like about fingers or whatever, huh? ) O o . serious giggle |
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