Music dancing around the room, and I listen to the sound of the highway which I have now come to love.
These sounds remind me of home.
In the stillness of my room, painting and ignoring the two soft voices.
One whispers "I love you, I love you, I love you"
One shouts "Ignore everything. Your not alright"
It doesn't take me long to realize that I am ok.
I love my life.
Friday, December 24, 2010
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