A Little Bit of Everything

I have found that inevitably there is a time for everyone, even multiple times it may be, that one must write. It doesn't really make a difference what you write at that point in time, whether it was a work of brilliance or "Jane ran fast. The cat ran fast after Jane." Nothing changes the fact that you wrote during that urge. Some choose to ignore it, I explore it. And that time, at least one of them anyways, for me, is now. (if you don't like reading unconnected randomness [though it does have individual meanings] you could just skip to the bottom and read the poem I wrote)

I have not specific topic but I have much on my mind.

First off, there is a new show on TV. I must point out the fact I have no TV so this hardly effects me but a friend brought the taped premier of the show for my family to watch. Its name is "Crusoe". You may have heard of it, or even seen it- I just saw an ad for it on this website. I must say I am disappointed, as should anyone who has read Robinson Crusoe, knows a good actor or actress when they have seen one, or have any respect for what is, and isn't, realistic. For one thing, a cannibal, who has been beaten and shot at in his lifetime, does not have perfectly straight, and dazzling white teeth, ot smooth unmarred skin. Same goes for a pirate lady breed to fight and survive on her own. But that may just be me.

Next on my random writing is my foot. It doesn't hurt. Now this may seem an odd statement. You may say "Well of course AdoreroDio it doesn't hurt, isn't that a good and normal occurrence?" and normally I would respond positively. But I had surgery on my foot yesterday, the blood has already soaked through the bandages once, and I have walked around on it. My mind tells me this should be painful. But it isn't. I thank God it isn't but it does seem puzzling. (For all those surprised about the surgery it was nothing major, just a weird callous/blister thing I've had for 10 months that had to be cut out. I'm fine, obviously.)

Next on my random things is...well I'm not sure. I've been busy, what with my boyfriend and his sister (my best friend) and the rest of their family moving to another state two weeks ago, my parents getting divorce, and me being on fall break. My life is interesting to say the least. And people wonder why I'm rarely write i my blogs....

Did you know that terrorists have killed only 3,000 Americans in the last decade but since yesterday abortions have killed 4,000!. When I heard that, it blew me away. Wowzers.

I think I'm done writing for now, except maybe I'll add a poem to the end but it seems to me I still have much to say. Maybe next time.

Stay

With these final moments
I grasp thee close
as if you'll slip away

Slip from me and my hold
from my life, my mind, my heart
I beg you, stay

But begging does nothing
pleading has no gain
alas, you'll leave me here

I know there is no choice
other hands do hold our futures
and who's to say I won't stay dear

the time has come, I feel it
in the tears that cloud my eyes
and that weigh heavy on my heart

this feeling rises in me
that this may be the road's end
I pray it be the start

Don't let time erase this
moment from you heart
Please, don't forget

Don't forget my love for you
how close, right now we feel,
though there is distance, don't fret

miles cannot separate
that which God has joined
but I beg you, stay

Stay not in body, this impossible
but in spirit, in heart, in love

I beg you, Stay.