Nature's Polka Dots:

   I am sorry that I've not been writing. I haven't had a lot of inspiration. My boots are heavy, you see.  And it makes life hard to trudge through.  It seems that I can only hold onto things that I want to lose.  The dragonflies that flutter and flit and make my thoughts mobile in my mind have been out of orbit or something.
  I've been applying for many jobs. And educating myself on the science of sleep. Of what dreams may come.  Time passes slowly, like a single grain of sand. I render myself anew.   It is two steps forward and one step back. But I'm getting there.
  Today, I went out looking for inspiration, or any sign of life in the stagnant and still winter. Like it is holding it's breath, because something big is coming. I found these dead flowers and dried tomatoes.                   
  And I realized, that the faded summer colors are still beautiful and I'm in love with skeletal structures of little things.  

  Time is stretching itself in preparation for the future.
  And I am willing to bet, that in the coming weeks, my life will be less like the sleeping winter colors and more like summer sunsets.
 

But I am rambling.

  I am trying to be more positive. Because I've decided that there's nothing wrong with not understanding myself, completely. It's what we are supposed to learn throughout our time here.  And this is one lesson I'm willing to try.
  I can't wait until the summer comes. Not so much for the heat, I hate the heat. But I want color and natural polka dots.  I want something new. I want my life to wake up and be glorious like sunsets.  And I am going to make that happen.