Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Mood: Restless as all get out.

I'm in a strange, anxious, aggitated state. I feel like a cat with her claws out. I feel like a peach just before it ripens. Like time is not only stretching but flexing, pulsating with potential. All is possible my body whispers. All is within grasp. I am present in the sunshine. We'll sing in the sunshine, laugh everyday.....

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

We'll sing in the sunshine
Then I'll be on my way