the senses twelve

1. Watch: this

2. Feel: this

3. Think: positive thoughts and try not to dwell on things that I have no control over. I’ve never been able to control that shit anyway, or even been allowed an opinion. So I click my heels together three times, and think Dorothy-like thoughts. I have much better things to focus on, like:

4. Smile: at you from across the sea.

5. Smell: this that I am having for breakfast.

6. Touch: These keys through which the words transmogrify. Why is my f key sticky?

7. Doodle: new tattoo ideas.

8. Sing: this

9. Send blessings to: those people who have left us and their gorgeous children.

10. Step: out into the rain and do not fear getting my feet wet anymore.

11. Muse: upon letting go, letting in, my greatest friend understanding a three word text message and knowing that she gets it even though she’s far away.

12. Laugh: with my utterly gorgeous daughter over a funny story about a bunny rabbit.

My life. It’s sad and it’s happy and it’s grand and it’s simple and I love every moment of it.

So I shan’t apologise, ever, for my exuberance or my joy, or my frown or my worry.

It’s what I do, and it’s what keeps me going. Whether you like it or not, is not of consequence to me.

I’m lucky. I’m blessed. I am, very simply, still smiling.

And, I always remember, we’re here to dance. So, I’ll be dancing. =)