Emotional level: 7
Mental level: 7
TODAY I LEARNED: An apple can last up to 10 months.
Welp…I missed a couple days, but that’s okay. We can always start over. That’s one of the beauties of being human. I feel as though it was for the best, though. Consistency is key but sometimes you just need days of rest.
Today I wish I could fly. In all honesty, I want to fly every day. I’m not talking on an airplane or some trippy acid adventure. I wish I actually had wings so I could take flight. For some reason I’ve always wanted to ever since I was little.
I think it’s the need to escape, but there’s also something so wonderful about the thought of being truly free. If I could fly, there are so many things I would do in a day. There are countless places I would go…if the government didn’t try to capture me of course.
I may have missed two days, but that doesn’t mean I’m not as dedicated to being free as I was before. In fact, I’m even more dedicated now than I have ever been.
I’m also currently working on an article that focuses on the history and use of tarot cards. I can’t wait to finish the research and writing. But my focus has been on so many crazy things lately, it’s hard to pin down my imagination. There’s a lot I’ve been wondering about and so many other things that I want to say…but I can’t.
I will say that things are improving. Every day, life is up and down but the process gets easier with time. Time seems to heal most wounds. But some are there, keeping the blood flowing. That’s just how it goes. Time may heal them just a bit, but not completely. Those wounds we simply must live with and maybe…in more time, they will find a way to heal.
Moods are good lately, but I can’t help but feel like there should be something else taking place. Something good, something great. Maybe the universe is getting ready to bring me something extraordinary as long as I trust in it.
There’s a person I’ve been wondering about lately. They’re from so long ago…and I wonder if they’re doing good or bad. I certainly don’t wish bad upon them, but for some reason they have crossed my mind on more than one occasion as of late.
I start to think, maybe it’s that time of year…but then I realize that’s not it. I don’t know…sometimes people just come across your mind, like light falling snow. A passing memory, but gone once the summer settles in.
I thoroughly enjoy how cold it’s been these past few nights. Especially tonight when it’s in the 30’s. The cold does something. It’s magic. It’s refreshing and welcoming even though it’s hard to bear the temperature. It’s rejuvenating yet calm with whispers riding along the wind. It breaks apart different levels of sadness.
I just love the cold. Maybe we should move to Seattle…