Jan 12, 2009 17:39
The thoughts linger with me, day after day.
I find my idle times taken with daydreaming.
I consider what it would mean. So many hours of consideration.
Of course with that consideration is flights of fancy. Amusement at the idea of what could be.
A new family. Like Friday's, only...
People to grow with, to belong to. To be a part of something again.
A Pack?
A tiny seed planted, and now I can see the shoots and tiny leaves as it grows in my mind.
I have to be careful with it, building a greenhouse around it to let it grow, but also to keep is secure, contained.
I can't let it escape, and at the same time I can't let it rule me.
Where before it was a small thing, unnoticed, it has taken prominence in my thoughts.
Felicitous phenomenon indeed.