Random Blah. Really, It's All Blah.

There were kids playing lenten games this morning on my way to school.

I used to tie those same stems around my head when I was their age, too.

I saw this old, bent woman by the side of the road.

I wondered if she ever screamed at the height of passion in her youth.

I was thinking of doing what Fanny did.

Sing songs to the world and see if it will listen.

My dreams have been asking for a hand.

It is time I give it.

I am tired of sad faces.

I am tired of Sadness' visitations.

I will shoo it away now.

Try my best not to invite it back.

I have this secret that is wanting to burst out of me.

It wants to open its wide mouth and spread the word.

I'm telling it to shut up for now.

I remember what Kris told me.

I remember what dad told me.

There is an arrival that I am waiting for.

I do hope it comes.

This random blah now ends.

If you are now cross-eyed, blame me not.:D