The Lady of the Lambs, a Shepherdess of Sheep

Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white...
She holds her little thoughts in sight,
Though gay they run and leap.
She is so circumspect and right;
She has her soul to keep.
-- Alice Meynell

Thursday

Care for a big FAT hug? Why yes, I must say that I do!

so this is what that four letter word is.. this what it feels like.. when there is never a right answer..and no option the better....when everything leads back to you.

future determined.

is the present just a present that I will be gifted later?

earth to self 
stop being less.

self, you don't always have to be so brave.
self, I know your heart is a loud mouth, but there is a whole being here, and what doesn't hurt your heart immediately, is definitely num chucking your psyche.

no one knows what they are talking about, no one can determine how they will feel, this moment is what a loser would call weak. I don't want to be a loser. I want to be a keeper.

not a note to self:
am I a keeper?

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