this has nothing to do with writing, but I thought that I would still share.
My computer security is telling me that my own blog is a website that I shouldn't trust. it keeps trying to block me off of it. Stupid computer.....
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
A peek into my head
Ever since I was a meer 4 years old, I always had the same life goal. Unlike other little girls, who wanted to be a princess, or ride a unicorn, I wanted to step foot on earth that had never been stepped on before. I spent countless nights staring up at the glow in the dark stars on my ceiling imagining myself trecking through a remote rainforest or on a rocky hillside in who knows where, thinking "I am the first feet to step here, the first soul to feel here, the first eyes to see here".
Even now, years later, this dream has never faded. Unlike others, that may have been clouded by doubt, or faded like a sheet in the sun, this has stayed fresh. Burning in my mind everyday. And still I spend sleepless nights looking up at those same glow in the dark stars, and though they may not shine as bright as they used to, they still remind me of the place out there that I wish to feel under my toes. Fresh, untouched earh. Mother Nature raw. And while many of you may have never thought about this reality, consider this:
Have you ever realized that you are walking on other peoples footsteps?
For now,
Flywriter.
Even now, years later, this dream has never faded. Unlike others, that may have been clouded by doubt, or faded like a sheet in the sun, this has stayed fresh. Burning in my mind everyday. And still I spend sleepless nights looking up at those same glow in the dark stars, and though they may not shine as bright as they used to, they still remind me of the place out there that I wish to feel under my toes. Fresh, untouched earh. Mother Nature raw. And while many of you may have never thought about this reality, consider this:
Have you ever realized that you are walking on other peoples footsteps?
For now,
Flywriter.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
from the window seat
I'm sitting in a coffee shop, at the window seat (my favorite) because I can watch the world go by while in a snug little bubble drinking my black tea. As I watched a herd of cars pass intermittently between red lights, I remembered a bumper sticker I came across the other day: Life is the classroom, love is the lesson. This bumper sticker stuck with me, unlike most. I liked the idea and it began to make me realize that this is what I try to say so many times, but said much more eliquently when framed by the back of a toyota. I don't think I need to say much more, other than: no matter how un-meaningful bumper stickers may seem, sometimes one comes along that sticks with you. So readers, look out for bumper stickers that make you think, and please share them with me. Because I love hearing one that makes me stop and wonder.
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