Saying Something

I know I've been forgotten, relinquished to a small memory, and left behind.

And at the same time I've been found, dusted off, and I keep hearing reminders about being a dreamer, and what a good thing that is in life.

My life is still mediocre, but I think one day I'll find that precipice to leap from, dropping deeper into my hopes and dreams.

So what am I gonna do? I'm gonna drop a hypodermic into my heart and keep chasing my dreams.

As well as I can do it ... teaching isn't my dream.

I have to admit that myself and be honest with my fears, wants and choices.  And one of them may be moving out of Texas.

Of course, saying and doing are two different things aren't they, dear readers?

School lets out in 6 weeks, and we'll see what happens this summer.

(Pause.)

But ... I gotta admit ... I do have some amazing memories. 

Now let's go make some more.

Christmas in April

End of last week I received a package, and it made me smile.  Inside were art supplies, and in it was a tear in my heart that I don't often release.

Someone very special (Thank you my dearest!) gave me a gift showing a little support and belief in me.

Now I gotta enhance that belief in myself.

It was a Christmas in April ... surprising and wonderful.

Thank you again my dearest friend.

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