Saturday, May 10, 2014
What makes you hoard? Is it feelings, the memories we cant let go of. I believe my gathering of items is the thought that even though I don't use these items, someone, somewhere, will need them one day. Only problem with this is that one day never comes. How do you control your hoarding, and allow yourself to be set free?
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Monday, July 8, 2013
What is it about Monday? We wait all weekend wanting to go to gym and can't cause it's or day of rest, about to die with out it. Then Monday comes and all motivation, strength, and will power leaves us.
Is it something programmed in our heads as a child that Mondays are horrible? I know I remember and they are still around today, all of the posts, and papers people put out to media about how dreadful Mondays are.
Maybe it's all in our minds and Monday is just like any other day of our week, just that, just another day. So live it, love it, motivate it!
It's gym time!
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
A man lived with her, says the fridge filled with stakes, still covered with seasoning, and they had a child, says the toy box made from wooden planks, money was scares says the hand me downs of shoes and dresses that hung in the ward robe, and summers hot says the broken box fans.
It was lonely hear, says the long country road, something went wrong says the empty farm house in the untamed yard. Unevenness in the blankets, says not a sewer, the still hung hand me downs in the ward robe says he left in a nerves haste, and the child? Its toys are strewn in the yard like feathers after a pillow fight- a rubber duck, a rusty truck with a broken wheel, a doll in rags. Something went wrong they say.