3 Peaches

After a long night, this morning I somehow pulled myself out of bed... but to spend it with two darling peaches I have not seen in far too long. What a lovely day of Italian eatery and antiquing.

I wish I had photographs to share from Friday night.

Bookends

I lay in my bed in this segment of the night. Short, untamed yellow strings fall from my head and lay like wet noodles against my face. My hair is wild.
Sleepwear is nothing but simple material made from cotton, and mine neglects to cover my kicking limbs. My legs are small in size, but wiggle like like lions wrestling their prey beneath the white sheets of my bed. They are wiggling with joy from this rare feeling I have just discovered.

Not long ago, see, a magician stopped by my house and replaced my bones with fragile pieces of glass and my skin with paper. Things changed after that.

But now, in this segment of the night, as I wiggle my legs in excitement and my eyes close their doors for the day, I rejoice alone in my bed over a matter that is foreign to me. I am experiencing the gift that people often take for granted, of feeling like a normal human being.

Strange, but wonderful, I am feeling no pain at all.
I think I will sleep well tonight.

If I'm Cryin, It's For Freedom

I can no longer sit still.
My heart yearns for far away places, but not those commonly appealed to by the majority, see.
They're not exactly the typical family vacation spot either, but I don't doubt my safety.
Why waste my whole life away earning another dollar and doing things only for myself? When I am dead, will I look back and say I lived a life well spent, earning things for myself? Just because society set herself up to encourage self-serving, doesn't mean that is the way it should truly go. Realize like I realized, that our years on this earth should be spent nurturing others. We will one day reap what we sow. And the good applied to others will one day be given back to us.

I am called and I will go.