Jun 10, 2009 12:16
I opened the LJ window up with the intention of adding another entry to my Gratitude Journal. I stared at the screen for a while. And then typed what I just typed. Ooh...metaphysical...
It's not that I don't have things to be grateful for. Of course, it's not that. It's just that...ever have those days when the fog's so thick, you can't even see your hands by your sides or your feet hitting the pavement? You can feel the stomp stomp stomping on the ground, so you know your feet are still there--you trust your perception--they're there. Just hidden. Covered by all this fog stuff. Course, I live in SoCal now and fog just doesn't exist or something.
As my facebook status said a few days ago (as if I had no control over what it said...) "Sarah-Nicole Osler is lacking luster". Others sparkle around me...ridiculously so. Stand-out and shine. I need that glimmer again. I need....polish? Could I be your sparkling diamond? Sources are nay-saying. So, in the meantime, I'll be that girl in the corner, smiling her smile, drinking her drink and admiring the possibility.
People honk for absolutely no reason here. What's that about?