Sometimes I feel disconnected from the world, from my life.
Whole days can pass, and I don't really feel as though I belong in my world...like somehow, my mind was transposed with someone else's, and they must be feeling the same way wherever I should be, confused, lost, wandering aimlessly from room to room, task to task, wondering how they got there.
Sometimes, I feel as though I have been shattered, a fragile glass bubble exploded outward into dust, adrift in space and time.
And then he touches me, a simple caress, a hand to my face, back, or arm, and I am collected, brought back to myself, un-shattered...I am where I belong once more, coalesced.
Quote of the day...er...week...umm...hey, look, a quote!!
"...besides love, independence of thought is the greatest gift an adult can give a child." - Bryce Courtenay, The Power of One
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Tuesday, April 27, 2010
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2 comments:
This is beautiful. Thank you.
Thanks, Joy, and thank you for stopping by!
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