i see a pattern. a trend perhaps. it's the same old thing. each one goes by. they're different but i stay the same. i'm the one common factor.
as i walked over the crest of the hill i saw the most beautiful sight i've seen in who knows how long. the green of the grass, the blue of the lake. the pale blue of the sky. rich in colour. deep and saturated. if i'd had my camera i would've taken a picture of the purple flowers that surrounded the dandelions and the way our feet sank in the dewy grass.
i'm most certainly intimidated.
today is the day i've been waiting for, and it came a surprise. perhaps the best gifts are the ones that come to us unexpectedly. after spending 5.5 years looking up at those blasted stained ceiling tiles in my cubicle, they're FINALLY REPLACING THEM! hallelujah! they have plagued me for far too long. i've watched those ceiling tiles, staring at them when there's nothing else to look at. in a way, now that they're leaving i feel a little sentimental, there's part of me that will miss them. they were like ink-blots – what do you see in the stains.... i saw a toque! i will miss the toque tile the most. it struck me today how just the slightest change makes all the difference. if i had a window, i would spend time watching the outdoors instead of those tiles. the things i would think about and ponder would be different. i bet i would have many profound thoughts observing nature thru a pane of glass. part of me wonders what great musing i'm missing out on.
sometimes site meters are annoying. like when a person googles me from washington dc and i don't know who the heck they are, but they seem to know me. in times like that i wish that if people are THAT interested in my daily goings on that they would just email me. this is not a television, i am an actual person after all. but on the other hand, there's something thrilling about some mysterious person googling me from the united states capital. they're clearly canadian, because they used "google.ca". see... i'm so clever in my investigations. quite advanced :p
nothing coming down too smooth for me this evening.
2 comments:
You are very clever Lesley...maybe you'll just have to settle for people not so anonymously yelling for you from convertible cars.
I think if I had a window in my office, I wouldn't get much done! I love the outdoors, I just wish I wasn't allergic to it.
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