I usually gravitate toward running water when stressed. Or just the wide open road.
I like to be surrounded by God's Beauty to remind me of his magnificent strength and power that sustains me.
Small little towns with a slower energy field. Simple pleasures and a Ice cream cone.
I came across the wonderful smell of horses, leather and cowboys and cowgirls.
"Where the deer and the BUFFALO roam".
Fence posts and barbed wire. Trying to keep something in, at the same time keeping something out. But the beauty remanins the same. Some say I'm 'impulsive'. Some call me 'bipolar'. Others may say I'm spontaneous. I'd say I'm all those things.
I'm a survivor.
I'm stronger than I think.
I'm weaker than I know.
I'm happier than I should be.
I'm sadder than I realize.
I'm a winner.
Even tho' sometimes I loose.
I'm smart, but I'm stupid.
I'm loved, and I'm loving.
I fall down, but so far, I keep getting up.
2 comments:
Yep, the key is "Keep Getting Up!"
I kinda felt like getting out on the wide open road by myself a little this week, too.
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