Mesmerize.  Compel.  Bobble.  Dispirit.  Buoyant.  Obscure.  Long.  Indelible.

I have words that really stick to my gizzard.  Like the yellow outer Twinkie to the cream filling.  That’s how sticky.

Yes.  Words about life… and the comings and goings of days.

And.  Those are some of them.

I have found that I am pretty good at all of these words… from time to time.  Like just today, I had a whole plethora of emotions, thoughts, and feelings.

Tonight… I sat and watched the chickens.   I was mesmerized.   I think this happens to some people when they watch campfires.  It happens to me with chickens.  I think I am waiting for an egg to drop at any given moment.

Earlier today, I was compelled to send someone a note.  Because I am feeling like I may have bobbled a certain situation.  But I didn’t write it.  I went back and forth.  And there it sits… right beneath the keyboard of my computer, waiting for my brain to tell my fingers to tap the right keys.

Some days… I feel dispirited.  Other days.. quite buoyant.  I think both are okay.

However, most days, things seem obscure to me.  Always looking for the answer to how all this works.  Wondering about different dimensions, the possibility of time travel, the outcome of situations, the true-ness of someone’s words and emotions…. it seems I question it all.  From the existence of a Higher Power…. or a greater realm… all the way to the age-old question of…. why Donald Duck doesn’t wear pants.

And sometimes… when I find myself a little sad… it seems that I am longing for something.  In most cases, I can never pinpoint what that “thing” might be…. it eludes me.  Other times…. I can see quite clearly the piece of my life that I am yearning to know again.  Like the smile on my Dad’s face… and the sound of his voice.

It has been a while, but July 9, 1922 ….. was a good day on this earth.  Exceptionally good and indelible…

The most beautiful thing in the world is, of course, the world itself.
— Wallace Stevens