četvrtak, 2. listopada 2014.
nasladja ribica
Just put yourself ahead in time, barbara, pretend that it's next month already, and imagine that the past 4 weeks just totally rocked. Every hope you now possess for the coming weeks has manifested. Every challenge was breezed through. Every cool person stayed cool. Every trickster became an ally. There were happy surprises along the way, and you got plenty of sleep.
This is how we roll.
meeting old, old friends
I so love mornings. All of earth's energies are zipping, zapping and crackling in alignment. The stars have been tucked in bed. The nightingales begin dreaming their dreams. And the sugar plum fairies try hard not to be seen.
But best of all, barbara, I love mornings because it's when the "Giants" return to earth - stretching, yawning, squinting and rolling - remembering without quite remembering, sometimes for just the flickering of a second, that all is right in the world and that their greatness has never needed to be proven.
internet in the pub
Tell me, when you think of taking consistent action in the general direction of your dreams, barbara, do you imagine discipline, stamina, work, sacrifice, monotony, courage, and strategies, or are you thinking adventure, discovery, new friends, excitement at the crack of dawn, magic, surprises, fun, laughter, and, on occasion, the Macarena?
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