Shall we dance?

and laugh and sing

hold that thought

its now sept 5

Cinderella was a young girl She did her best to please the people who would never let her dreams come true She wore the rags that they passed down Until the day she found a perfect pair of shoes She could tell by the size they were only meant for her And when she put them on, from that moment she was sure when she said "I've been waking too long in somebody else's shoes I've been tripping on the laces, running into empty spaces And I've been hanging around with people who make me blue But I'm not walking anymore in those shoes" Back here in real life, I read that story and I wonder if I'm just the same as she I'm wrapped in worldly visions, and my split decisions take me places That I never meant to be And now the great and spacious building has me scrubbing down the floors And I've got to find a way to tell them I can't work there anymore cause I've been walking too long in somebody else's shoes I've been tripping on the laces, running into empty spaces And I've been hanging around in places that hide the truth But I'm not walking anymore In those shoes Give me shoes that are comfortable on the straight and narrow way With a soul that God can see straight through Because my toes are curling under in the ones that I've been wearing I need a pair that makes me feel brand new I've been walking too long in somebody else's shoes I've been tripping on the laces, running into empty spaces And I've been hanging around in places that hide the truth But I'm not walking anymore In those shoes I'm not walking anymore in those shoes

Thats somebody else's shoes by cherie call

it just kind of rocks.

Ill post thoughts in a more date appropriate post

new post

SO I haven't posted in about a month...how unlike me.

Not even to whine and trust me I've been pleanty whiny, but for two and a half weeks I didn't have internet. I was in Turkey at the time....it sucked

I also decided I don't see the point of a vacation where you go and just stay in a hotel.

go to an amusement park

visit family

see a city

but freaking do something.

and I can get my own drinks I don't like being served.

being a nanny is like killing my energy to write--this doesnt promote motherhood to me

I read every single jane austen novel on the trip...she kind of has weak endings--still loved them.

Im trying to crochet more again its good for me

I've lost most of my desire to eat meat.

I miss people back home...I dont really miss america

I really love stuttgart--but here's still not home

just home for now.

don't ever assume people don't have time to talk to you after they move

just because I can't see you doesn't mean I care less.

ice creams good. drama sucks.

thats all good night and good luck