So I have guardian angels too? What’s more they’re secret.
But there are definitely eyes that watch what I do and strange as it may sound…conspire to make things better for me.
Apparantly even slightly demonic chronic thinking dragons have a place in this universe. Thank you.
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The shortest and most mercurial month of the year has come and passed. I didn’t really do anything I hadn’t done before but some things shifted. Subtly. Drastically. Actually I lived a lot minute to minute. But my stomach came back to remind me that I can’t jump without thought. Well, I can but the reality of gravity will come back to touch me. It’s who I am. I’m doing something new this month. I can see it on my calendar but I can also feel it in my bones. I’ve jumped already, in essence. Every single time I did that earlier, I crashed. Except once. And that last time, I soared.
Maybe this time I’ll plunge into the ocean and find swimming. Or onto the ice to skate. Here’s to the march of March.
I loved ‘Free floating’ and found my guardian angels quietly keeping a tab as recent as on this saturday morning so they do exist!
Happy skating, Idea!
Waves always have a crest and a trough. Except at times, when you get a really gaint one. Wonder when the calmness will move in.
“So I have guardian angels too? What’s more they’re secret.
And darling, you have friends who’ll look out for you too. And what’s more, that’s no secret. Hugs dear.
This must be your ‘gay’ side!