Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Welcome, November.

"The quietest people have the loudest minds."

I don't know who said this. Or rather, I forgot. Yet on a day like today, the whos, whats, hows, whens, commasspacesperiodsetc. . . . don't seem to matter much.

My brain is only digesting feelings, experiences, abstract thoughts, and rambling emotions. If I don't stay my hand, a thousand pretty pictures would turn out. Although you wouldn't be able to tell what any of them are . . . only foreign swirls, dreamy cloudy looking objects, and vibrant dancing colors. Dreamy. Abstract Lost. Lovingly. Lonely. Notofthisworld. Loudlyquiet. Happilyserene. Inspirationalsilence. Those are the words to describe a day like today.

Well, if this is any indication of how my November shall be, I welcome it with an open heart, and full-fleshed smile, and flowing thoughts of hearty ease.

Most of this doesn't make sense. But I think it's good for us to take a step back and acknowledge that some things just don't make sense sometimes.

For perhaps, those are the things that will make the most sense of all, in the end.

I can't wait for the ending. It's like reading a wonderful book; you just love it so much, you can't wait to find out how it resolves, and yet you never want it to end.

Yes, I think that's how life was meant to be viewed. Waiting excitedly for the glorious ending, but enjoying the abundace, the simple yet wonderful pleasures of every day life. I am rambling.

Love.Warmth.Light.Bokeh.Hearts.Hugs.Hotchocolate.Warmapplecider.Crispcoolair.Freedom.Wind.Fire.Earth.Pools.Dirt.Puppies.Kittens.Tigers.Majestic.Wonder.Beauty.Affection.Safety.Heartyhello's.Art.Dreamy.Wonder.Exuberence.Quiet.Mist.Woods.Fields.Grass.Reading.Smellsofmemories.Browneyes.Warmembraces.Family.Goodfriends.Alonetime.Mountaintops.Comfortingvalleys.Stars.Longwalksonthebeach.Nostalgia.Sweetmusic.Hauntingmelodies.swirlingcolors.Blush.Flying.Soaring.Wandering.Adventure.Heaven.Perfection.

The End.

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