May 31, 2011

Absence of any degree does by all means make the heart grow fonder.  A thought invoking process perhaps, but is it really?  My thoughts often become tangled and distorted and for some strange reason unbeknown to even myself, I find it more and more difficult to decipher the jumbled mess in my head.  However; I am continuously moving forward, not in leaps and bounds per say, but forward nonetheless.  I must stop occasionally and take in the fragrance that surrounds me otherwise I will lose sight of the simple and wondrous things in life.  I do realize that one day at a time is the only method that will keep me on the straight and narrow, as difficult as that seems, some days more so than others' I must continue, placing one foot in front of the other.  Euphoria, I've said is only a few steps away, but an ever so long trudge up hill.  I want to hold it in my hands, watch it grow, witness it's beauty as it blossoms.  I have held beauty but only in dreams, now I want more than ever to surround myself with it.  Not faltering from it's embrace, I will envision all of my tomorrows in my dreams.