Living

Is easy with eyes closed 

Misunderstanding all you see 

When perpeptions are skewed to start with it’s hard to keep an open mind. 

You either go with the flow or get left behind. When you get left behind. Keep true. 

An open mind and so any other things doors, opens, etc, will open. Watch. 

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Yin Yang 

The white to my black 

The black to my white

He knows what I’m thinking before it’s formed in my brain 

The day he was born, and just the two of us…..I knew we’d be fine. How do I tell someone with no kids what being a mom is about? How you’d do anything for that child before it’s even asked? 

The pride I have for my teeny little super guy I’m now concerning for me. He doesn’t need me, but I need him like way ever before. 

Depression is a Trip (this is not my blog, but my sentiments EXACTLY!

You stay alive you stupid asshole Because you haven’t been excused… –Tony Hoagland, from “Suicide Song“   Depression is a wildly confusing, exhausting trip to someplace you didn’t actually ever intend to go. Let’s say you set out for Austria, had in mind a little singing on mountaintops like in The Sound of Music, and […]

http://thegloriasirens.com/2015/11/11/depression-is-a-trip/

Shhh

Word of  14, 15 and 16th of July is shhh… You told me the very first time. Someone was knocking on the door. You said it so many times that I started to giggle, and then you did. Busted. Like they didn’t know. They knew. 

Later sitting in front of the fire you made me laugh. I laughed a little too loud, I guess, because you said it again, so I mocked you. You shut me up by kissing me. You laughed at something I said so I took your face in my hands and said “Shhh”. We both cracked up. It appears saying shhh means kiss me. No complaints. 

Back home, and quite drunk at this point we fell in the door, tumbling and laughing. You looked at me with all seriousness and said, “Shhh.” And we were both laughing. Right before you kissed me you said it again so I repeated it until it was lost between your mouth and mine. 

Trying to go to sleep with you in the bed was like sleeping with a sugared up toddler. You kept tickling me and when I laughed, you shushed me some more. Eventually I heard you breathing and I shifted to get comfortable. Out shot your arm and you tucked me into you. It was nice, not sleeping alone, having someone to curl up next to. 

I’ve never gone skinny dipping before and you knew. I was nervous taking off my clothes so you helped. You goosed me which made me roar with laughter. Here comes the shushing again. Walking into the pool I asked if we were being watched. You laughed and said, “probably”. I must’ve had an alarmed look on my face because the next thing you said was, “Shhh”. A lot of back and forth followed and you kissed me so ferociously I got dizzy, or maybe that was the alcohol. Or both. 

You were hungry so we went to Taco Bell, sitting in line we made out like teenagers. I got us both home which was no small feat. You were dancing  to “Black Dog” while I tried to get you to eat. You were laughing and enjoying yourself. So very seriously I got up, looked at you and said, “shhh,” which made me laugh! 

Later as we lay there you started running your finger down my back which was a very romantic gesture. And so I told you, so in return, you started tickling me and then were shushing me again but you were laughing just as loud. We talked about my immediate plans and how to tweak that so you’d fit in. I got pretty excited about that. I thought you had changed your mind about wanting a relationship. I was still mulling that over as I went to sleep. 

The next morning I woke up early. I got dressed and came home to feed the cat. When I came back I found you sprawled corner to corner so I sat on the couch and read. Next thing I know I hear you say honey. We laid down on the couch and talked. After another round we fell asleep.