Monday, July 13, 2009

Happy

I laughed. Someone has to go ucky. Ucky. That has to be the first time I had heard the bathroom referenced in such a manner. I tear open the package of fruit snacks in my hand, pull out the irresistable gewy bites, and throw the wrapper in the trash. I... am happy. The door is open. The night sky is always worth a glance. So I take just a second before chowing down to admire the sky. Despite my superficial lonliness and my now almost constant physical pain, despite the ridicule that has passed and the misunderstanding to come, depsite a long day at work... I.... am happy. How beautiful. The sky, that is. There is this look. The innocent, joyous one people give you sometimes where their eyes glow, because in the deepest darkest room of their heart, even if for only a second, they know the everlasting love and contentment offered by God. They know it. I can't help but stare at people who look like that. I can't help but stare at people period. I think that look passes through me. But mostly when I am alone. Looking at the night sky. Those are the times when I am quiet. When words are just too inadequate. I still wait for another who understands. Someone that stops when I do, and no one can get us to come inside, because in that moment we will both know... Well, like I said... words are inadequate. After all I thought I wanted to write about, this is what is. Hmmm.

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