PS:

I'm always here.

Please Don't Bite

I will be at Mr. Jackson Lin's funeral in about 25 minutes. Great teacher, even better heart.

Rest in Peace.

Lots of work to do today, but I wish I could see some familiar faces. There are bed bugs in Rachel's room. We always have some sort of dilemma causing us minor trauma. NOT. FUN.

I reallllllly wish I had a piano or some sort of keyboard here because I miss playing so much.

Take care ya'll.

Love,

Vivian

Calm and Collected

I breathe in, I breathe out.

Hello again, dear friends.

Here's to classical journals

Public blogging and censoring my own thoughts vaguely benefits my verbal purges, so expect much less of my typed words displayed on charaded.blogspot.com. Much love.

-Vivian

How about the heart of the home of 1995?

When the simplicity of a bluebirds' song

turned everything back without struggle

into place in the matter of seconds...

The seconds passing by 

neither too fast nor too slow,

it did not fly

nor did it crawl,

continuously spinning, and spinning, and spinning

on perfect time, in perfect harmony

Not a single alteration, they say

"not one change", really, "not one change"?

Why does it feel this much faster? 

miles and miles and miles

faster faster faster....

I'm feeling lightheaded. 

7:47 pm on a weekday is "down hour". Today is a Tuesday that feels like a Monday but is too far from either end to feel great. So how do I feel? Like I'm smack dab in the middle. No I ain't a Chips Ahoy cookie (haha!), nor am I very funny. I know what I'm not but I don't know what I am, so I guess this is where I stand, Right here in the middle while the world is spinning around and around and around so fast that it's making me dizzy just as the rides at carnivals make me feel--

 yet I'm not at a carnival, I'm on solid ground.

if there's one I don't deserve, I know I do not deserve to be treated disrespectfully.

HA! I can only laugh now.

...Thursday, Friday, Happy days, 

Saturday, another day, rocking all day with you!