It wasn’t always like this. There was a time when all I did was dream of interesting times. Now I live them. “I’ve been to hell and back” is a saying as old as time; I’ve got folks who live there. 😀 You could imagine I’m kidding.
Life is funny when you think about the punches she so loves to throw. No uppercuts or straight jabs which really mean anything. It’s the hidden, not meant to be seen ones which hold her sting.
And now, I find myself living in interesting times. Not just dreaming ’em anymore; the dreams have become my reality.
I remember being a little kid, chilling high up in the guava tree in the backyard just behind my room’s windows. Wasn’t plucking guavas; I was plucking worlds from amidst the early stars. These worlds which once I held in the palm of my hands now hold me to the breast of their riches, like a mother would her new-born to those very first spurts of breast milk.
Cosmic Colostrum 🙂
I’m high on living.