It’s the best and worst place to meet your lover. For, when someone’s working their true image comes out which includes all their quirks, annoyances and bad hair days, while planned days allow one to make sure their image looks just right. Therefore those that meet at work see the full Y-O-U and T-H-E-M instead of pieces they want in their image. It’s also the worst place especially when you’re still working but the relationship isn’t.
While I try and save the world who will save M-E? The pain from all around me builds up and I have know where to escape. I usually can fly into save the day but now I feel too weak to even lift myself up. Saving the world around me isn’t easy and I wonder if this will be my last episode for who will rescue M-E??
You were supposed to meet her but I know you’d want to meet me instead. Yes, I was there at the meeting place just before she showed up and since you didn’t meet her in person I took the spot. I just intercepted her email and sent her to a totally different direction so she’ll be mad at you and so this move will feel a bit more “comfortable”. Don’t blame yourself because we look very similar and I knew once I brought you into my web you’d never leave. You didn’t even have a chance to cheat because I found you before you can even look away and now you’ll never leave me.
I was as reliable as the postman but a dream lead me down an entirely different route. In this dream I received a call in which this person knew the real reason for my fathers death and my destiny if I would just visit him at 111 East 8th Street Apt 3B so my steps were rearranged. I walked into a completely empty apartment except for one dollar on the floor. This was a waste of my time but since I was there and had this dollar I played the lottery and low and behold won big time. As my dreams of a new destiny were about to be revealed suddenly an explosion from said an apartment blew it and me away. This was my final dream crushing down on me before it truly even began.
We’ll go out business!! I’ll be homeless!!! I’ll sell drugs!!! I’ll Kill Myself!! Those around me paint with an extreme brush. I hardly hear the actual logical formula such as 1+1 =2 but that 1 +1 = 1,000,000. Every action or word that is or isn’t taken will result in complete utter disarray. It’s hard to remain rationale in this world that I’ve been painted into.
The plane won’t take off without us so why so anxious to get on it? Standing on line before your section is even near the loud speaker therefore makes no sense to me but it occurs on every flight yet last night I revelation occurred that changes everything. For I did my normal relaxation technique while others stood shoulder to shoulder which led my luggage down the carousel aisle instead. Therefore if you wait in the line at least a little earlier your luggage will probably stay with you along the flight. Now I will stand a bit earlier and have those sitting next to me wonder why?
It’s okay just one step at a time. I know we’re different people going at a different pace so one step in this direction is something to hold onto. Maybe it’s my experience that brings on such arrogance as I forget the fear of taking the first and even second stop and I’ll try to be more patient. The truth is we all fall so keep on moving ahead and I’ll be as excited as if it was truly your first step.
FOOTNOTE- This is not just a piece for our toddler years but anytime we walk with someone who moves at a different pace.
What I did last night had my mother tossing and turning so much that she escaped from her grave. For, I did something last night that irritated her so much that even in this state she couldn’t let it or her rest. What I did wasn’t a crime in anyway a matter of fact many would say it was just kind, but my mother would say kind of foolish. It really wasn’t just one night but last night was the final tombstone. So, she came to visit and although it was a short stay trust me, she got the point across from her cold dead hands. Seeing her in this state gave me the creeps yet I might want to cross that line again because dead alive is better than just dead…maybe???
FOOTNOTE- This didn’t actually occur except for the tossing and turning.
I’m the Steve Spielberg of your dreams only my job appears for life. Before this experience I was ordinary young man who had unordinary nightmares. One night I decided to escape the nightmare hell by going through a port hole and this is where I ended up. My body still exists in some comatose state as I’ve been given the task of formulating the team each night before I call, lights, camera sleep. Those dreams that take you to a different place but feel so real are all because of my artistic vision and the talent from your life experiences (dead or alive) that I continue to assemble. It isn’t a bad gig being the director of your dreams for I truly have your full attention when the production rolls. Yet my art only lasts for one night and for one-person unless it’s so good that my talent won’t leave your mind asleep or awake.
FOOTNOTE- The director of my dreams assembled this concept for M-E.
Here is a song we all should be sharing for who knows who it might bring a bit of sunshine to in their cloudy day. This song is a whole lot of fun and the video has Koala bears in it and who doesn’t love a Koala Bear in it. Koala Bears might have just replaced Llama’s in my favorite unusual animal in a music video, but I digress. The “Sun Keeps On Shining” by almost Monday a song worth singing and sharing.