The Big Bang Theory

Today, my mind is on the unexpected feeling you get when all you expect is the ordinary and the extra ordinary over takes you. Like an unexpected kiss. Or a divine taste of a spoon of goodness. That moment when things are usual and it collides into WOW. It is a marked moment in time. Often it is a first, but sometimes its just an improvement. It can make you realize that a reality you thought to be true, was only a foreshadow of what it could be and has now become.

Paths

I have a journal. I have several actually. Most sit empty. A few are only begun. Some are even written in from the back, upside down. They are empty not because I don't have anything to say, or because I don't have thoughts worth capturing. They remain unfilled, because I have too much to say, too many thoughts, too many paths. I don't know where to begin or which to assign a road to. It is as if I am afraid that the improper use of the pages is in some way a travesty a disgrace to the fibers of it. Much like I have pictured my home being, there are so many sides to which I am true, if that is possible. It makes me feel double minded, but perhaps I am just multifaceted! Perhaps I am not to be simple or easy to figure out. But complicated and interesting. I like the sound of that better.