looking for
a
roadmap
to
a
parallel
universe and
hoping
i can
speak
the
language
once i
get
there.

when i was
little,
i was told to stay on
the
path.
"watch for the markers
and
stay on the path
or
you might get lost"
i was
told.

so i would
dutifully look
for the markers
because i surely
didn't want
to
get lost.

later,
i realized
that the markers i was looking
for,
weren't the markers for the path
i had been
on.

i had been
following completely
different
markers
all
along.

and
it
wasn't
bad
at
all.

in this space,
i
shall
breathe.

"the edges are important"
she said,
"because
you never
know when
you're going to need
them
to keep
you
from
falling."

i need
a
vacation
from myself,
but
the flights
are
too
expensive.

just
a
slice
of
perspective
served up
with a
topping
of
cluck.

don't wake me
please.
i choose to stay here
and
eat
strawberries.
lots
and
lots
of
strawberries.

watering
the
garden
suddenly takes on a
whole
new
meaning
when you live
with a
dog.

don't let the calm
exterior
fool
you,
she said.
there is plenty
of
restlessness
inside
but i manage
to keep it tamed
with
lots
of
sunshine
and
fried
dough.

i never get
tired
of
being
astounded.

i have found
that
stretching boundaries
usually won't make
them
break
but sometimes
i get
into
trouble
when i
ignore
the
no
trespassing
signs.

the brightest
point
is
not always
the
most
important
part.

dreams help me
find
my
peace
in this
sometimes
emotionally
exhaustive
world.

in the world
of neuroscience,
the
brain
is referred to
as
the 2.5 pound
universe


we have more brain synapses
than all the stars
in
all
the
galaxies
right
within
us.
suddenly,
exercising
my
brain
takes on
a
whole
new
meaning

these days,
i need
glasses
to
even
read
between
the
lines.

we took the red candy apple
bikes out
tonight to enjoy
the last rays of the day tickling the tender green grass
and the flare of the sun
reached into my head
and filled it with happiness
and i
thought to myself
these
are the
best
days
of
our
lives.

i think that
if you express your joy,
it will
become
even

bigger.

she looked and looked
but
she could
never
see
her
future.

today:

i smelled freshly cut grass
i wore pink
i thought about calling in sick to work
i sneezed........a lot
i wondered how the sky could be so blue
i heard birds singing
i drove with my sun roof open
i watched pink cherry blossoms wave against puffy white clouds

and so it begins.
hello again, spring.

you're a sight for sore eyes

i'm
pretty sure
that riding
a
bike
is the closest i'll ever come
to
being
balanced.