What’s next?
Always running around my mind like a squirrel in a cage.
Trying to find my story inside the blur
of morning metallic radio voices of
philosophy, history or culture
news of the day,
comedy sketches or
the silence,
the aloneness,
the sameness everyday,
the never ending reminders of the invisible
the cotton wool of nothingness closing in on my mind.
its softness seductive
Until I raise my head and wake from it all
To see the blue sky, white streaks and puffs of cloud
Feel the cool wind on my face
Smell fresh, clean air
Hear juncos chittering, crows rasping
Children playing and laughing,
Cars and trucks busying the streets
Sun shining warm and bright
Life being lived and loved.
“Whatever happens next, I’m sure it’s going to be a great adventure.”
~ Jen Calonita, Paparazzi Princess
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