ageless stalking

The most common theme in my life since foreverever has been truth and why the fuck it wont leave me alone! Making decisions is hard, especially when you know if you make the other one, the pretty much wrong one, that means you shut an eye and an ear to what life could actually be and who can spend their whole life with that knowledge? So eventually there is no choice but to follow truth and forge and scavenge and starve and bathe in beauty and hear your body reciting pleasures.

When you have to take a shit you take a shit because not shitting means denying yourself of relief, health, happiness and the next opportunity to eat your fuckin' brains out. This is how I want to live, how I think I'm understanding living....when something so true is out there and every part of your body and mind quivers because it feels something real you follow it. Poop maybe wasn't the most poetic of examples but im a tired lady.

All I'm really saying is I'm ready, all over again I'v been coiffed and primped and im ready to be fearless. I'm going to be fearless and forge ahead with gardens, educating, loving, being a damn good friend, ceramics, learning whatever the fuck i want to learn about next. Oh, and crocheting! See..I've already started with a pair of sockies finished tonight :D


P.S I believe everybody is capable of having a showdown with your uncertainties and fears. It's all in the search.