always a passion for writing -- I like rod mckuen, ms. dickinson, twain -- oh, twain. no time to write now. My head stays jumbled sometimes with no outlet. Most days i am speaking and writing someone else's words, thoughts and utterances. No. i am not a ventriloquist's dummy -- or maybe? i am a court reporter. would that be the ultimate form of plagiarism? no, because i do not claim these thoughts and words i spew to be mine. Most of what i repeat i would never think to say. I am not of that plain -- i live lower in the plains, shadows -- my brain seeks the cool quiet darkness and comfort of being unheard -- of words of love and joy and caring and nurturing -- myself, yes-self, and others.
See, Sir Paul, some do "wanna fill the world with silly love songs"(words). And I agree, "What's wrong with that?" 'cause here I go again!!!!!!
MY GOAL IS TO NEVER MAKE YOU FEEL SMALLER THAN YOU FEEL. MY GOAL IS TO HELP YOU FEEL BIGGER THAN YOU BELIEVE YOU CAN BE, THAT WHEN WE SHARE OUR TIME TOGETHER, YOU ALLOW ME INSIDE, ALLOWING ME TO HEAR YOU DREAM AND PLAN AND CONJURE A BETTER WAY TO WHICHEVER DIRECTION YOU A HEADING. THE DESIRE OF MY HEART IS TO HEAR THOSE DREAMS, SEE YOU CLIMB AND CELEBRATE AS YOU CONQUER! BOTTOMS UP:-) -- AND WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT???
ANOTHER TODAY ... SO ARE THE DAYS OF OUR LIVES:-)
