AMissingChip

Resilient, so they say, but a sense of spiritlessness can be grueling at times, difficult to breathe, the challenge to foresee a rising sun; slates etched in stone and deep seeded...infinitely?

Who is the greater idiot, the driver who cuts someone off the road or the driver who gets out of the car to retaliate?  I think the greater idiot is the one who demonstrates he is equally an idiot!  
          
          Feeling philosophical...

          I am not afraid of living alone.
          
          I don't fear being alone.
          Recollection of numerous lunches, shopping and going to the movies by myself is evidence of that. 

The most dreadful conclusion: when all effiorts to make someone happy but they never are happy.

At that moment I felt he desired my presence as much as I did his.  A mix of trust and calm overcame all rational thought as I watch his outstretched arm against the entrance door.  I was pinned, but not by his abundant physique but by the sincerity of his want.  And as we laid in the dark, he reached over and gently kissed my lips; my body shivered.  Why did he stop kissing me?

A love for dogs, a love for kids and a love for living simple.  What is not to cOmprehend the likes of such?

I'm captivated by the vague images I see outside the hospital window.  To my amazement i realize as I draw closer to the glas pane that the dark still images are pigeons sleeping.  There they rest, all three of them, cascaded by the still of the night.  And I stand nearly motionless, careful not to startle them, wondering whether this dark place in which they rest serves as their urban abode.

My daughter told me about Wattpad and I figured 'what the heck'.I enjoy reading, writing my thoughts on paper, and sharing anecdotal stories from my own personal experiences.  Enjoy!!