Morning Reverie

It is in the last falling drop of rain that I remember the reasons between transitions. The last few molecules are the ones that mix between the coolness of the water and the warmth of the sun finally starting to peek through the clouds. It is those dissipating pieces of fluff that connect you to the world above and that one below all within the layers of the atmosphere—so think…which route will you take?


Many of these moments are combined with tantalizing thoughts of what is and what has been, thoughts of what will be quietly hidden away in the breaths that I take. I find myself waiting for a lightning strike to shake me into action. I find myself seeking out fast-moving clouds in a late morning sky where all that you see is gray and movement even though you know the sun should have been visible by now. It is I who waits like the hydrated ground while the raindrops falling from the leaves gently pummel my surface like a persistent knock at my door—the truth is waiting to get in.


Welcome to the Show!

Ladies and gentlemen! Come one and come all to watch this marvelous show!
For our first act we have two friends walking on steady ground before hitting the tightropes. 

Let’s hope they don’t hit the sack on their way across their bridge of thread…
Thing 1 tiptoes toward Thing 2 and now each balance their feet towards the other. The center has been breached and ooopsie, I shook the tightrope! 

Can Mr. and Mrs. Thang handle all that sass I’m providing? Call me Fate and we now move to our second act!

What came first, the chicken or the egg? Or are we not ready to open this bag of worms just yet? Thing 2 will now perform a tango piece with Secret Plump Sugarlips!

Little does Sugarlips know its a Tango Triangle with the Thangs. Hot dang it’s getting heated in this circus tent. Thing 1 is bringing out the lioness and can Sugarlips keep her sweet juiciness to herself or will our fierce lioness snack on the Plump Redness of Sugarlips hips? 

Let’s move on to act three, this I now decree! 

Wait a second, where’s Mrs. Thang going? Uh oh! This triangle just became parallelogramical and did little old Fate just make a new word up? Yes ze did! 

Outstanding Lizard Man is ready to sneak into this abomination of a show! Parallelograms can hardly be kept secretive now can they? Perhaps Lizard Man can camouflage his way towards Mrs. Thang but will Mr. Thang realize the thief in the night that has come to persuade Mrs. Thang away?
Oh dear, oh dear there has been too much drama for one day!