Is it cloudy where you are?

must try to remember this,

even when the fears around me make me feel like there is no point in dreaming because the hard reality is a hard reality.

how do you hold on to what you believe in, when the winds swirling around you are blowing your dreams away? Are they less important, then the hard reality stuff?

How come it is so easy to watch the dreams flying away and to get stuck in the mud? its all a bit sticky & stucky around here.

i want to learn how to hold on the strings of my balloon dreams, to believe it is worthwhile to dream, it is more real than the hard reality. i want to teach my children this, but i don't quite get it myself.

ever feel that way?

twirling,

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better.....

who knew that with the erruption of a underthe sea volcano i would feel better.

clearly other things have played their part

surprisingly a big cry, bottom of the barrel stuff, all alone in the cavern of my mind, helped

as well as a deep well of women friends who are relentless in reaching out their wide open hearted embraces across then miles. where would a girl b without her friends? i heart my friends

i feel ok today

but am going to see a professional next week too

i have continued in this muck to dabble in creating, brewing arty ideas and holding on to those tiny threads, my only hope when everything else seemed pointless

and those 2 beautiful faces for whom i want to be my best for, who ask to be tickled, while they hang upside down from the couch, just because it makes them laugh

they are my greatest teachers, they are divine magnificent little beings

maybe the spaarkle is coming back

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