Okay Kelly, here it is. Well, this only took me three times longer than Robin's did, but I finally finished it. Whew, that was a tough one tonight. See what you started Jimmy?! A new, innovative and creative way to pimp someone's journal. Me thinks you have perfected the art of 'thinking outside of the box.'
In MY WORLD it seems some days just fly by, while others linger and become the ADVENTURES OF AN ECLECTIC MIND; fast or slow, good or bad, THESE ARE THE DAYS I pray I'll always remember. Spring is a time of renewal, but IN MY OPINION, fall marks the cycle of NEW BEGINNINGS; outside my VIEW FROM A FARM HOUSE WINDOW trees are alive with vibrant reds and golds, giving everyone a different PICTURE OF THE DAY. I watch the leaves fall, slipping between limbs like jumbo-sized GRAINS OF SAND. Children gather, joyfully bounding to and fro, calling out to one another, "Watch out for the BUTTERFLY GIRL!" Off to one side sits a young girl holding a stuffed animal and I smile when I realize she's holding a KARE BEAR'S HEART in her hands.
You can say my thoughts seem scattered, but I need to see BOTH SIDES OF THE COIN and these words are my way of SAVING SANITY. SOMETIMES I THINK I'm the only person like that, but then like a LUCKY BEGONIA someone like me comes along with their REAL WORLD view of life and I don't feel like DAMAGED GOODS anymore. In fact, on some DAYS my imagination gets the best of me, feeding me the notion that I'm ALPHAWOMAN and I can do anything. Hey look, here I am IN THE SHADOW OF THE IRIS and yet I'm DANCING IN THE RAIN. Now there's an entry for my DEAR DIARY; but in my haste to write it down I can't read my own SCRIBBLES. It doesn't make any sense BY THE WAY, and I feel like STORMS WHISPER AND OCEANS SCREAM; but then I remember its just a STUPID SHEET of paper. Memories live on, but the best ones are tied to my heart with a bond as strong as DOCK LINES.
Now, I need to nominate...er, tag someone else to keep this going. Check back later, this may require some thought.