Tuesday, October 6

And it's laughter that I hear when I close my eyes. And it's one more punchline I forgot to learn.

Closing my eyes, I can quite simply drift away to a place of wonderment. Mr and Mrs Judgy McJudge don't live anywhere near this place. They are so far away, even if they blew smoke signals, I wouldn't be able to see them.
Is it such a catalyst of people's lives that they can't simply accept people for what they are, without sounding out their unwanted and unwelcome opinions.

My place of wonder isn't full of hopes and dreams, lingering thoughts of peace and tranquility, wishes of happiness and contentment.
No.
No hopes or dreams. No thoughts. No wishes. No striving, driving or desires for a better surrounding, a better quality, a better me. Because my place of wonder, when I close my eyes, is a future me that is perfectly possible to become. And when I get there, I shall want for nothing else in my wishes, my hopes and dreams, because I'll already be there as myself.

For yourself, for your own personal inner happiness....nothing is impossible and no journey could ever been so perilous that it becomes impossible. You just have to believe in yourself.

I'll make sure I let everybody know when I get there.

3 parlez:

gekkogirl said...

not far now... xxx

Blue soup said...

hey. I've been out of the loop on everything and anyone else's life but my own for a few weeks. I just wanted to say hello. And thanks for this post.

bedshaped said...

Hey gekkogirl,

Who knows how far?! The distance doesn't matter, only being there does.

Hello Blue soup,

A big hello back to you too. I've been folowwing your blog for a while now, so I know what you mean. My sincerest thoughts are with you and your loved ones.