June 2, 2006
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Been working and slaving and making life bright. The weather is warm and tingly and right. I'm dirty and sweaty and jonesing for a toke. Almost done with phase one but that's not all she wrote.
Phases and crazes and bouts of 'spiration. Dreams and screams aloft in my chair. Bug bites and bruises and my hand has gone numb.
Seeds and weeds and mystery plants too. Baby seedlings, tractor tines, rocks and rocks and stones.
I ache in my bones.
It's all good though.
and I'm happy.
Delighted.
Excited.
Afloat.
Comments (9)
i don't think you'd need to work too hard to make the world a brighter place.
little postcards from the edge...out of the blue...make me smile.
happy day, j.
Have you ever read Maya Angelou's poetry? I swear I can hear her spirit in your words.
Thanks for picking up my spririts on this gloomy-assed Friday. Have a good one.
happy bouncy floaty .... YAY!
Watch those joints and joints......
Keep on truckin'......................... Makes the world a better place............
I second what you said!
Thank you for this wonderful life. I am happy doing these things, I can't describe what I am feeling. Just happy, I guess!
God, I feel like I am high on something now...I'm not making any sense!
Yah...... So I suck at reading words and leaving anything close to an ok comment.......
Don't make me use you..........
Wait...why did I thank you? I am not done with this life yet.
Well, this is for when something happen to me. < I could picture you rolling your eyes up > Hehehaha!
RYC: You probably have noticed, I was inspired by your views of life. It changed my way of thinking nearly about everything. I am so lucky to have a friend like you!
Lots of
and 
to you, my sweet.
Happy is probably the best thing in life you could ask for!
Sounds like you're gardening?
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