Don't tell me if I'm dying

P H O T O  O F  T H E  D A Y

AUGUST 26, 2010

There are days you bust your butt and feel productive, and days you lose your self along with your mind.  Then there are days like I had today.   The one where you fell off your rocker and wonder if you should get out of bed.  

Hiding under the sheets is way more comforting than an inbox full of emails, a stack of papers to ceiling and a circuit board of other problems. Is anyone in their right mind willing to give up their bed sheets for paper sheets?

As I wiggled out of bed, I threw myself in the shower and still was not motivated to handle the work load.  I started to chisel away at my work -- I went from bitter to irate.  At that very moment, it was time to unplug the computer and plug in the iPod.  

I said goodbye to work and said hello to Memorial Park.  

I cranked up my iPod went through the artist alphabetically and only listened to one song per artist.  I forgot there were songs on there that existed.  Some better than others and some that blew my mind -- every song was fitting in some way -- the way it sounded or the way the lyrics flowed.  

As I walked the same path five times to reach my two mile minimum -- I lost myself, I was someone else, I was a little girl with a huge imagination.  I was the five year old girl swinging on the swing waiting to go to ballet class in her pink tutu.  

Every time I walked under the aisle of trees, I wanted to be doing ballet and everyone hear the song that was on my iPod--it was perfectly fitting.  I wanted people to realize that they are beautiful in their own special way.  

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As, I close this...

People say make believe is for children.  I say make believe is for those with an imagination.  

Be the dancer you always wanted to be, fly a refrigerator box airplane, build a fort and pretend it's a castle.  

Let me know what you decide to do!

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Remember, I can make ugly, pretty!

Lesley

Don't tell me if I'm dying / Cause I don't wanna know / If I can't see the sun / Maybe I should go / Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming / Of angels on the moon / Where everyone you know / Never leaves too soon -- Angels on the Moon by Thriving Ivory