Thought Salad

Tag: dreams

  • The click

    The click

    It’s amazing the difference one good day can make Or one bad one can take The week after a long weekend feels crazy Overwhelming While we rush, rush, rush All the way through, To make up one lost day Of productivity Then miraculously, Just like that Something clicks And the magic shines through Guiding you…

  • Time and relatives

    Time and relatives

    Finally Friday, Or is it Friday again? Another week has gone My question is when? Time keeps moving faster When I want it to go slow But other times it’s like molasses When I want it to go Another day of work, Of family and friends Walk through the door And somehow, time suspends I…

  • Middle Ages

    Middle Ages

    An interesting day, Morning spent alone with my thoughts and writing for company Feeling as though I had all the time In the world Then realizing it was already noon The Starbucks barista Excited at my name- My grandma has the same one! Ummmm, what? Excuse me? The moment where, For the first time, I…

  • Rain dance

    Rain dance

    Halfway through another week, But my brain won’t stop racing. Full of my list and my have to’s While I dream of everything I’d rather be doing. They say life is what happens while you’re making other plans But I’ve been trying harder to live each day to the fullest To hold my children tight…

  • Thursday dreaming

    Thursday dreaming

    Another episode of Thursday thoughts, on the heels of what may or may not be a cold. It’s one of those tickley bothers, the kind where you think any minute you’re about to get deathly ill with some virus, and may never recover, except it never really arrives- at least, not so far. I’m three…

  • Half day Monday

    Half day Monday

    I love half day mondays! This summer I decided that instead of taking a bunch of time off I was going to try to shorten my work week, Weather and responsibilities permitting. This is the first week where I’ve felt what that means, And so far, I’m digging it. This week, I worked only Monday…

  • Frīġedæġ

    Frīġedæġ

    Friday. I’ve started writing a story about a girl named Freyja, which feels perfectly appropriate for today. I love history. I love learning about other people’s history. It’s as though I can feel what someone else a world and a century away was feeling as they went about their normal lives. Friday is named after…

  • Draws close, the end

    The scent lingers as I enter A hush over the room tells me I’m in a holy space I feel the weight of the air Silent and expectant Waiting For the moment when they shall usher Out an old friend I remember times when we spoke Good humour and wit And now I see eyes…

  • Time to live

    Time to live

    A long weekend of friends and family, Another celebration of life and living Each moment trapped in the crystalline gel Of time Strung together With beads of wonder Watching children play and grow Friends grow and change and become more dear Moments of life and living As time moves onward Carrying us all in its…

  • Thunderstorms

    Thunderstorms

    Friday rolled around again, raining down on the land with the fresh smell of dirt. I love the way A good thunderstorm rolls over all my senses Lightning so stark yet vibrant, Fire from the heavens Thunder as it rumbles, Playing drums in my heart The smell of life, Rich and peaty I can almost…