love jack johnson...
when you move like a jellyfish rhythm don't mean nothing you go with the flow you don't stop...
just don't take the jellyfish out of water and expect it to still go with the flow.
love that song, wonderful feel...
haha, if i lived near the beach my feet would probably be 'all covered in tar balls and scars' instead of grass stains and dirt...
well, at least a fair combination of both.
random:
it difficult to be robbed of yourself.
by someone you trusted.
or anyone for that matter.
especially when you're finally really getting used to being yourself.
i think that's part of what really bothered me, i haven't even been living my own life for four years, learning to love living out who i really am...
and now i've been temporarily robbed of my ability to live that. ish.
"i never seen nobody move the way she did, well she did and she does and she'll do it again..."
haha, Lord i've come so far in the past four years...
three years...
two years...
even the past year.
and with the person i've become, i'm just excited to continue growing.
love this house, my beautiful kimball upright piano...
everything is clean and just...
i've always liked it here.
yet it's sad for me to see the run down garden that papa used to work on so much...
great scot, to see it overgrown, no bright colors, dead brush in the flower beds, the decorative ponds leaking and not turned on, no fish in them...
just...
sad indeed...
yet planting those two large pots of flowers was wonderful...
placing them carefully and trying to put them in such a way that each flower has its perfect place and will be seen well...
breaking the roots apart so they'll grow stronger in the new surroundings.
breaking the roots apart so they'll grow in new directions.
of course, apologizing to the young plant if i pulled a blossom or leaf of by mistake.
digging around in the dirt while breathing fresh air...
helps greatly indeed.
'well she did and she does and she'll do it again...'
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