Monday, November 19, 2012

could have easily been a travelogue

I do not have any specific words to put here, but a feeling that I hope to translate into words. I fear it might leave me, just to revisit  me when I am not expecting it, so here is my feeling, oooh that sounds so "special". ha ha ha, really, I am completely serious. you know, I think my version of completely serious includes some humor. anyway, let me "get to it".

I constantly think, at times my thoughys would be blank,wait, does that nean my thoughts should be constantly blank? Dear me, that won't do.

Often, my thoughts return to this notion that love is supposed to be a constant. Once love is admitted, it might as well be a written contract.

Likewise, I told,my older brother that I hated him and then cried and cried and thought only sincere repentance could undo that. I was about 3 years old. I'm suprised I can remember back that far, but I remember.alot from when we lived in Richmond where Dad was a band director. I am verbally escaping my thoughts again, INSTEAD OF CAPTURING THEM. I REALIZRD THAT VERBALIZING AN EMOTION IS NOT A CONTRACT NOW, BUT I, NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS CANNOT ALTER WHO I LOVE. SEVERAL QUOTES OF MOVIES, BOOKS,AND SONGS COME TO MIND SUGGESTING THAT I AM NOT THE SILENT MINORITY IN THAT SENTIMENT.

I BET THE REASON I COULD UNDO HATING MY BROTHER WAS THAT I LOVED HIM FIRST.

ALRIGHT THIS CAPS LOCK THING IS NOT GOING TO DISSUADE ME, BUT IT SURE AS HECK FRUSTRATES ME!!!