Today I saw no waterfalls, nor ate any cheese. There were no beetles like jewels, and happy dogs cannot compete with happy-rumbling-kitty-pleasure-thunder and dancing paws. Today I walked no wooded paths, was kissed by no mist, nor did I amble along any rivers of any beverage-like color. Today I rolled into work late, and worked hard, with crafty hands of broken families and glad tidings. Today was familiar with pain that was in a new place, but even that can be won over by a smile and laugh, no matter how Polly-Anna that sounds. And like kittens on branches in pithy posters and crocheted bible slip covers, I hang on and keep the faith. Because I still want to be child-like in my wisdom, or a big headed dog with no compunctions and slobbery happiness...
And I am still convinced that they might be the same thing.
A Year Ago
And I am still convinced that they might be the same thing.
A Year Ago