Years ago if you put a bib on me Id end up in a relentless screaming tantrum. Desperate for freedom Id tug a at til Id turn blue and gasp for air. The same went for socks, dresses and turtlenecks. In all the years nothing has changed. I despise restraint. One day I will live in a nudist colony and only wear knitted scarves around my neck and striped socks on my feet. I will drink bourbon whiskey and mint juleps in my rocker on the patio while my unattached wrinkled lover will strum the banjo and I will sing off key.
Ever try walking backwards downhill? Close your eyes. It feels as if your falling.
Over all else, I trust my instincts the most. I’m not afraid to call bullshit. Although I'll admit I'm still learning to call myself out.
I’m spellbound by intelligent speakers and those who reflect themselves rather than an image.
I have always lived life as if tomorrow were the end and yesterday wasn't good enough. Possibly because I cant remember yesterday. The lessons learned were learned far too young and all by mistake or missed luck. Incidentally, causing a rapid approach toward life and a severe disconnection with the numerals on my birth certificate. I’ve come to live by an unstructured attitude able to adapt and relate easily, finding strength in weaknesses. I approach all things in stillness and in silence, finding truth.
Sometimes I feel as If I’m watching life through a kaleidoscope, the colors are beautiful but the picture is distorted. Somewhat of a Peter-Pan.
I play tackle football with the boys til 3 a.m. Ill try anything once. I hate going to bed but still manage never to wake up on time for anything. I frequently get lost in conversations with complete strangers and miss my bus. In general, I care but I don’t concern myself for long. My tears wont be wasted. I never prejudge. I dance to the music in my head and I don’t care what the person behind me thinks. I’m a lover, not a fighter but I can still kick your ass. (in a pair of stiletto heels)
And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. ~Abraham Lincoln
The important thing is this: to be able at any moment to sacrifice what we are for what we could become.~Charles DuBois
Until one is committed there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favour all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way. I have learned a deep respect of one of Goethe's couplets: Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it. ~W.H. Murray
