One of my favorite joys in life.
Sipping a cup in the morning.
Staring at the Avengers mural on my bedroom wall (..yeah..I’m a comic book fangirl..)
Making a list for today:
wash some clothes (for goodness sake..don’t forget the socks this time!)
pay bills (gee whiz, didn’t I already give away all my money last week??)
share a smile with a random stranger
think about the universe and how small i feel wrapped within its spiraling hold
remember that writing makes the possibilities endless (..at this point, I don’t feel quite so vulnerable)
pondering on the day’s events
if this were my last one
can i make any kind of difference in the world?
even the smallest random act of kindness
stretches beyond the limits of our imagination
breaks down the barriers between human hearts
circle back around to thinking about coffee
love the stuff!
gets my brain all fired up and ready to explore
hm..maybe I will have that second cup after all
‘Shut the front door!’
My eyes get big. My lips twitch. Then my mouth drops open and the riotous laughter begins.
The other girls look at me with amusement in their eyes.
‘Seriously,’ one of the ladies I work with asks me the question with giddy disbelief in her voice, ‘you’ve never heard that one before?’
No, is all I can reply. I can’t even speak, because I’m laughing so hard. All I can do is continue to use my head to shake out my answer.
Miss the joke? Replace the end of that sentence with another raunchy phrase..
We were discussing what types of T-shirts we’re not allowed to wear on casual Fridays — definitely not ones with cussing on the front (or back) or that imply the use of expletives.
I use this quick flashback from 2013 to illustrate a point of reflection for myself. I’ve lived a very sheltered life and my resolution is to experience more laughs..BIG, BOLD ones..It not only helps the days pass on a high note..it adds a bit of color and excitement to my writing. My fingers tend to type more when I have a mood to carry me along..like drifting on a current, called Life.