tribute

shattered, a tribute

i got my high speed modem in the mail! yee hee! of course, i was not home when it arrived, via express post. and so, i shall have to pick it up this afternoon, on my way home. so … soon, my pets … very soon … mantissa will find herself online again! yeaaaay.

note the link above – my tribute to the virginia tech thing. i’m purposefully calling it a ‘thing’ … words defy any other description. and i prefer to think of all that hatred, sorrow, rage – and the complacency which ultimately lead to it – encapsulated within that word … thing.

the sky heaves, as the dusty grey clouds brood thickly overhead. a humid chill dances in the air … a farmer would say you could smell the impending rain. on the train ride i ponder … nothing. just let my mind travel. i have no clue where it went. on the walk from granville station, down granville street, crossing dunsmuir and then and pender, i noticed how the trees have bulked themselves with fresh young greenery. a few late starters have just the tiniest shoots – and one in particular (a young one) looks as though he has the sleekest, ecru-coloured and pointy fingernails. i imagined him – the tree – animated – playing the harp. what a lovely picture played out in my head on such a dreary morning.

enjoy your day. find joy. for, joy does not go out looking for an audience – one must simply seek it out.

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~ by frizzyscissorhands on April 25, 2007.

2 Responses to “tribute”

  1. “joy does not go out looking for an audience – one must simply seek it out”

    Oh…I feel those words- I know it’s true.

    I was tailgated by an over zealous young man this afternoon. I am a bitch when it come to this kind of behavior…I zipped away from him, and gave him a queer look when we stopped at the light.

    He went one way towards the shcool (we were both picking up kids)- and I went another…only to end up one car behind him on the way out. At which time he was in a fender-bender with a less than happy mom in a mini-van.

    I knew he was trouble…I knew it!
    Thank goodness I had the sense to get away from him.

    Rox…I have giddy joy over that tonight šŸ™‚
    Silly- I know šŸ™‚ Hugs friend šŸ™‚

  2. a wise move. glad you got away. giddy? hell yeah, girl! get giddy!

    i get ugly when tail-gated – on wheels, on foot …

    i see tail-gating as a passive aggressive type hostile behaviour.

    you know … a professional driver once told me that you are too close to the vehicle in front of you if you can’t see the bottoms of their tires.

    just some useless trivia.

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