The World is my oyster.
The hummingbird makes my spirit want to jump out of me. I see a fixture that glides over the water when at peace with myself, the water parades itself for all to see. I have a hunch that today shows a brighter side with the mammoth task at hand, that is to rebalance myself. Rebalancing the waves that wash over me, that makes me a better person. I try to harness the freshness that comes out of the linen sheets, the smell that protrudes from the laundry room when on a nice spring day. I want to rebirth myself in all that splendour from the younger years. The fresh linen that would smell so inconsolably like home, the one where I felt at ease. That is my future, to make me the strong one where I can call a spade a spade and know that life has other things in store. Looking back, I can see that I made a lasting impression on some people. Some for good, others a way that is less favourable. I wake up in sweats sometimes reliving the moments in my teens that were incoherently not good....