tarkis's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- it is morning life... a series of electrical charges... pulsing of energy. pulling the plug on someone you love.. how difficult to make that decision for it means you are devoid of expectation or hope. are we mere light bulbs in the natural order of life waiting for the bulb to be changed or the wires cut? and am I crass that I can not stay long in sadness.. as if I am struggling to get the blanket & sheets from over my head... to jump out of bed on a sunny saturday morning with the forest calling my name. but it is not the weekend yet... and Mylo calls for his morning walk.. the temps still wonderful.. the air clean & fragrant with autumn... an autumn that has long since passed its time of brilliant color except for a brief grove of gold here and there... and that morning cup of coffee... life giving on a sleepless night. 7:15 a.m. - 2006-11-10 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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