Saturday, June 11, 2011
The nightmare that has been this week has caused the stress and anxiety to creep back in to me. I knew I felt something different in the air. I felt it deep in my belly. I couldn't put my finger on it but my internal self knew something was up. At least I'm not alone. And really in the end, it isn't the end of the world and it really doesn't concern me. I'm just indirectly affected by it. Perhaps this is the reason I cannot find anywhere to live. Maybe it wasn't meant to be because of the failure to communicate true feelings. We shall see where I am at in the next few months geographically speaking.
I saw my first lightning bug last night...and then another and another and I really thought I had lost my mind for a second until I realized the little bursts of light were real. As the cicadas make their exit these amazing little flies light up the night. I don't know how people aren't more intoxicated with them. They make me believe in magic.

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