Monday, October 19, 2009

soft

i felt somewhat better today (and this is despite the jarring jump start i had upon arrival too-early at school, halted by police officers checking my trunk - apparently a convict had escaped a nearby mental institution and tried to hide in our school, with blood painted windows to prove his presence)...better, due to, in no order at all:
  • words and prayers of friends that lie like poultices over my soul
  • praying for another
  • soothing songs with banjo (new and old)
  • solitude in the car
  • the very natural pang of hunger
  • a spontaneous night run with a friend
  • crickets in the front and in the back
  • speaking up about unfair practices at school
  • cookies-and-cream ice cream with real whipped cream
  • having a dear one listen to my tale, reminding me that i am human and beautiful
  • heliotrope-colored socks, pealed off with such satisfaction

1 comment:

DollHeart said...

srsly? i would love to be searched for an escaped mental patient!

i've only been on one hot air balloon ride. i was supposed to go with my grandmother but she became too ill to go. years later, after telling a boyfriend that story, he got me one for a V-Day gift. it was magical.