gypsygrrrl

ok, since it's one of those days where I have my son at home with me and my working abilities are hence limited, I think I can afford to kill a few moments making an entry into my SG journal in the middle of a work day.

soooooo....
I have a declaration to make. but I'm not doing it in a giddy, retarded, swollen sex kind of way... I'm doing it in a cool, relaxed kind of way, where I'm completely at ease with my discovery of something wonderful and unxpected... I think this is a sign of my entry into woman-hood. ah, my thirties will be very cool, I think...

yes, back to my declaration: I declare love!

love with two men at the same time.
one: my flesh and blood
the other: my soul's closest companion.

so overfull with love. yet, still things are not perfect and I can't shake this meloncholy shit completely. why? the material worries in life become a burdon - so unworthy of their heavy stance... but still occupying an undeserved high ranking in my psyche - much like George Bush and his leadership position in the United States. Is my mind just rolling now without direction? no no, there's always direction. autopilot, but with destination, for sure. yes, so, love in my life yet the road to ultimate happinesss is a hard one. but the love makes me smile. really, it does. so I close my eyes and squeeze my smiling baby boy and send love vibes into the stratosphere for my soul's companion in another existance to receive. we shall persavere! and I'll be wearing cowgirl boots while riding a butterfly to the moon!

(and no, I did not have payote for my afternoon snack!)