i was just sitting outside, watching the clouds roll by and contemplating spiritual beliefs, hair colorant, Louis Armstrong, human equality, Bob Ross, passion, and Joni Mitchell.
i thought for two whole cigarettes.
i thought of people i liked and others i loved and still more i used to know but some how lost along the way.
i thought of truth and compassion.
i thought of my failings as a compassionate person.
i thought of my desire to feel safe in my life, my head, my heart and someone's arms.
i thought of the warmth of the sun on my body and how nice it felt.
i thought of how much nicer it felt to sit beside a friend and lean on them when my thoughts became too heavy.
i thought of how sometimes i am not a nice / positive / sane person to be around.
i thought of how giving / understanding / fun i can sometimes be.
i thought of how some people have seen too much of one and not enough of the other.
i thought of how sometimes it really does matter what people think of me.
i thought of how i need to change myself and my life in some ways.
i thought of how sometimes, people see 'bitter' when it's really 'bittersweet' . . .
"Both Sides Now" ~ Joni Mitchell
"Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels, the dizzy-dancing way you feel
as every fairy-tale comes real . . . i looked at love that way.
But now it's just another show, you leave them laughing when they go
and if you care, don't let them know ~ don't give yourself away."
confessed on 2001-06-07