I'm listening to this song I've never heard until today,

"I'll Miss You Till I Meet You"...

Though there are a multitude of thoughts that this song, a poem, and a few letters are causing to whirl and spiral around within me, I'm struggling to figure out how to express any of them, to get them out of my head.  I'm usually pretty good with words, at least I'd like to think that.  I believe one day earlier this week I encountered a state of shock, at which point I stepped into a bubble and have since been floating around in here like I'm watching someone else's life unfolding before me each day.  The shock was not a bad sort of shock, rather just one of those sorts of things that seems to defy rational, statistical probability at all odds, so much that even when seemingly in a way which favors you still seems to catch one completely off guard and floundering for a response.  I have no grid for this.  It was just again something that left me without any words to react with.  Still trying to find them.. 

But, I am amazed, and more peaceful and happy and hopeful than I have been since, well maybe than I ever have been... for such a moment, and the moments unfolding still since.

“Why are women so much more interesting to men than men are to women?”

~Virginia Woolf

Cannot wait for tomorrow to come and go. SO ready for this election to happen already and be over.  I have enough anxiety I face every day on my plate without the side helping of Shit Romney terror.  Tomorrow.  Over.  

I got the best, unexpected present today.  
It is beautiful, and thoughtful, it sparkles and shines 
and was given just to make me smile.

=D

one foot in front of the other foot