Anticipation. Frustration.
Excitement. Anxiety. Joy.
Impatience. Curiosity. Anger.
The good.
The bad.
The ugly.
So much, all at once.
Growing.
Spinning, like a tornado.
Completely nonsensical.
One moment, terribly wonderful.
And the next, wonderfully terrible.
So on a day like today; the sun shining warm and a lite, cool breeze blowing,
all while feeling like this,
what would I rather do?
Attend the FFC monthly meeting?
or
Hang out in the church playground with my friends' kids?
Hmm . . .
Sometimes, times like this, you just gotta ditch the meetings in life and go down the curly-slide,
growl and snarl like a dragon while you chase half a dozen kids around the jungle-gym,
and ride on a see-saw until you feel like puking.
That, for me, is therapy.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
therapy
Anticipation. Frustration.
Excitement. Anxiety. Joy.
Impatience. Curiosity. Anger.
The good.
The bad.
The ugly.
So much, all at once.
Growing.
Spinning, like a tornado.
Completely nonsensical.
One moment, terribly wonderful.
And the next, wonderfully terrible.
So on a day like today; the sun shining warm and a lite, cool breeze blowing,
all while feeling like this,
what would I rather do?
Attend the FFC monthly meeting?
or
Hang out in the church playground with my friends' kids?
Hmm . . .
Sometimes, times like this, you just gotta ditch the meetings in life and go down the curly-slide,
growl and snarl like a dragon while you chase half a dozen kids around the jungle-gym,
and ride on a see-saw until you feel like puking.
That, for me, is therapy.
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But you don't want to hear about forming a committee to pick a committee for the new web lay out and how they need to be good leaders in the church who heart the Quaker beliefs? What a pitty :0)
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