It's Too Hard To Say, I Wish It Were Simple
Do you ever have one of those moments where you think back to a time when you thought differently, and then it changed in a matter of seconds, and you want to desperately go back to those seconds before you were changed? To remember what it felt like? Before you knew the truth.
Yeah, I did. I thought of that tonight while driving by Lake of the Isles and seeing Downtown in the background. It just hit me. I gotta start writing these things down more often when I think of them. And so, I just did.
I think I might try to read The Great Gatsby for the fourth time sometime soon. I was reminded of it when I saw the green porch light of my house on amidst all the darkness. Sometimes I wonder if maybe, somewhere, I am someone's Daisy. It's a nice thought, if anything.
I'm going to rest for a change.
~A
Yeah, I did. I thought of that tonight while driving by Lake of the Isles and seeing Downtown in the background. It just hit me. I gotta start writing these things down more often when I think of them. And so, I just did.
I think I might try to read The Great Gatsby for the fourth time sometime soon. I was reminded of it when I saw the green porch light of my house on amidst all the darkness. Sometimes I wonder if maybe, somewhere, I am someone's Daisy. It's a nice thought, if anything.
I'm going to rest for a change.
~A