I used to be an Inspired Person.
Whatever I saw or looked at had a deeper perspective, a different meaning.
To me, life wasn't about the surface. It was all essense and character.
I still analyze. I'm still deep.
But it's not the same. No, not at all.
I used to look at a fire hydrant and find some inspiration for day-to-day living.
But now, it has kind of evaporated.
I look at a fire hydrant and see a 12 foot no parking zone.
I don't look for inspiration; I don't seek it.
Nor do I find it.
And yet I wonder if I inspire.
Do I?
Miss Bossy Pants
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“Go to the party”, the voice urged me.
One of tens or maybe hundreds of voices overlapping in my psyche; this was
my Bossy Pants voice.
Not to be conf...
6 years ago
barfy of courswe ur inspiring its a shame you dont feel it... :)
ReplyDeletebtw this comment was for u bron...
barfels keep bloggin tonz of pple read it we just are lazy toucheses and dont comment... :)
love ya
aw2ww.
ReplyDeleteyeah... I LIKE U CHAYA :P
lol u picked up on the "only use love soemtimes otherwise its overused"?
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yaa... i actually feel more loved wen someone says i like u rather than I love u...
ReplyDeletebut u can translate that as love :) <3 <3 <3 <3
lo awww thanx :):):)
ReplyDeletei stilll like i loe you better but this can join the few thiubngs we disagree in :):):)
and for the mea while if u like like better
like you to :)
lol
ps u deff should have been invited to the meeting ur blog beets all!!!!!!
i love you more !
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