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I found an old journal today and read through it again.   "To shake you. Yes. That describes it exactly.  I want to rattle you so you aren't so secure in your solidarity.  So that you want to come out and face reality. I want you to play. I want you to be happy. Even if I have to let you go, I want to open the door in your soul so you don't take it all so seriously. Life is for living. Right now you are hiding. Running. Avoiding. There's life out here. Come play." ?what in the world was I thinking? I wish I knew exactly who I was talking to back then.

It's no use to Leave unsaid. I can't even Try.  Because life is important Every day.  More is Added. Until you Are stirred.  When self-focused World view - shattered. You can't hope To see. There is more here

Frozen time will stand forever Nothing hidden will be found Ever onward upward looking till your true self runs to ground.

I don't want to forget you while I'm still breathing, Don't delete me off your skin. Leave your heart wide open and Imprint yourself within. Don't ever leave me, nor Forsake me. I'll love you (forever) until then

l Love you in a different way than I ever have. Better. Quieter maybe. I'm not sure. More relaxed, and that's ok. By far the best of all till now. . . . This silly wayward lilt of the heart. Makes me smile

One cup of hot tea. The first this fall.

Nine new fuzzy kittens down by the shed. We had fun trying to catch them.