To be the dummy in my own experiment and jot down notes of my heart, the first observation would be, my heart doesn't follow any of the rules. I love what I love. Isn't that the rub we all struggle with.
Sometimes I feel love at the most awkward times. I could be staring at a strangers hat on a public bus and get caught. I look straight at a woman's breast because the pattern of her top mesmories me. A tall man with blue eyes will leave a lasting impression and then I go home to my husband and try not to wonder off in thought.
I love Italy although I have never been. I have made peace with Washington State after spending half my life there, sometimes I loved it but most of the time I was trying to leave.
I left Washington State in the winter of 2007 after I started on my Road to a Calling. Now I am in Northern California and it is gorgeous and I love it.
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