The merit of originality is not novelty,
it is sincerity.
The believing man is the original man;
he believes for himself,
not for another.
Another day, oh yes just another day that is all it is. Another ordinary day for an ordinary girl trying to do everything, or trying to do nothing.
Having just left my creative writing class and listening to the conversation between a few of the lovely supportive woman in our class I feel a great need. This need to stop and to think about what is really important to me or possibly a rethinking I suppose.
Life is so busy, oh so busy. It races by every day, sometimes at full speed. There is at this very moment yet another long list in my purse hiding under things I probably do not need. This purse, that constantly pulls down my left shoulder causing pain then requiring those impromptu visits to Dr. Scott, just to make it right. Way too much baggage I suppose and my always needing to carry it around like it was something important. Always thinking that if I did take it out the world as I know it would surely end. Strange thinking indeed.
There are the normal everyday things like pen and paper, and my little camera, yes that is my normal and yes I think that if I take them out to lighten my load the world as I know it would surely end. Strange thinking to some I suppose but to others probably not.
You see today my teacher gave us homework for class and so since I feel inspired after I leave with that over stuffed (keeps my chiropractor in business and happy) purse I try to head to a little cafe with great music and a soothing atmosphere. I order a coffee or on this particular day a tea and muffin. I root around in my overstuffed purse to find change lying at the bottom of the baggage then zip it back up.
I always try to sit in the sunshine near a window where the light is just perfect. I unzip that purse full of baggage pull out my paper and pen, and push that long list peeking out and trying to grab my attention aside to pull out my little camera because it makes me happy. Distractions yes indeed distractions keep me happy. Zip up purse once again.
Sipping this peppermint tea while listening to the soft blues music I pick up my pen and the words begin to flow. The assignment was about high school. Well now talk about baggage weighing you down. There is a baggage story there for sure, what a funny thought.
It looks like there is a story finished and the real assignment is not. I honestly never know.
Forget the list I am off to see my Mom. She is all I need today.
Yes just and ordinary girl, doing ordinary things this fine October morning. Shoving that baggage aside for today.
Then I sat sharing another cup of tea with a smiling Mom. We talked about knitting while picking out a scarf for the winter and then I read this story to her and she liked it. Yes indeed that was all I needed.
So how was your day?