Turn around
Look at what you see
In her face
The mirror of your dream
Make believe I'm everywhere
I'm hidden in the lines
And written on the pages
Is the answer to a neverending story
Reach the stars
Fly a fantasy
Dream a dream
And what you see will be
Rhymes that keep their secrets
Will unfold behind the clouds
And there upon the rainbow
Is the answer to a neverending story, story
Show no fear
For she may fade away
In your hands
The birth of a new day
Rhymes that keep their secrets
Will unfold behind the clouds
And there upon the rainbow
Is the answer to a neverending story
Neverending Story
If you don’t recognize that song, you need to go back under your rock. It must have been comfortable under there. I just can’t recall the artist's name at the moment. I’m too lazy to look it up. Limahl ... or something like that. I daresay that's not Swedish for 'common sense'.
I’m supposed to be writing. I should be writing. I guess this is writing, but it’s not the writing I’m supposed to be writing. It’s a step in the right direction though … at least, that’s my story.
Spot doesn’t care. He’s just disgusted that I’m at my computer again when I should be playing or cuddling with him. I keep telling him that I can’t type with him in my lap, but he’s not listening.
I’ll watch a movie with him later.
Thank you so much for your replies/comments in the last couple of posts. I was quite overwhelmed by them all.
*cough *
I need sunshine. I almost need it more than real, actual, honest, WARM sunshine. I don’t mind the rain, as long as it’s not snow – not even BC snow, but I wish the sun would come out more. I know it’s only April, but … a craving is a craving.
Never get between a woman and her cravings. It’s not worth the pain you’ll endure for it.
Took my relatives down to the barns this morning. The portrait ordered in December has finally been delivered. Ached to see the horses again. I itched to show them the ones I had had before, but it still makes me sad. I get so attached to them. I’m starting to wonder if it’s a good idea to stick with this career if I’m not going to stay with the horses all year.
Oh, well, something’ll come up. It always does. Unemployment pushes me around now and then, but it’s never beaten me.
Sean Bean is yummy.
Yes, that needed to be said.
Tidbits of me:
I’ve only ever had one person claim to be my number one fan.
I believe him.
No, it wasn’t Jade.
I have a fantastic singing voice. Very warm with lots of soul. As long as nobody is listening.
I like folk music – which generally covers Blues/Jazz, Country, and Soft Rock
My dad once told me that I should go to the States and try out for Nashville Stars – because it’s better than that Idol Crap.
He’s not my number one fan either.
I haven’t spoken to my Father in two years.
I am fairly traditional.
I am the only clannish person in a family of social hermits.
I was never one of those teenagers who posted pictures of favourite famous people all over the bedroom.
I didn’t have favourite actors until recently.
I’ve lost sight of my dreams, but am clinging desperately to my goals.
I might exaggerate for dramatic flair … but I won’t lie.
I don’t like “beating around the bush”
I do like to create suspense
I say what I mean and mean what I say
Nobody believes that and they insist I have other motives in my words
I am a very good actress – very few people have seen the real me.
Sometimes I wonder if even I have seen “her”.
I was once referred to as a “Manga-phile” and decidedly did not take offense to it.
there is very little in my life that I don’t obsess about in some fashion. Everything else is considered clutter and soon finds it’s way to a garage sale.
In junior high, I used to make my friends laugh themselves silly … on purpose. They thought I should be a comedian. I thought they were crazy.
My very first “boyfriend” thought water balloons were acceptable substitutes for condoms. Until he tried to put one on.
I hear voices … not all of them are mine.
I consider myself to be very creative.
I CAN’T STAND watching anime in English anymore. I only do it when Jade watches with me because he’s too lazy to read the subtitles. He doesn’t do it often … Dubbies “make my ass twitch”.
That quote always brings an interesting picture to my head.
I love chocolate.
I love hugs and kisses.
I’ll do almost anything for Barq’s.
I once asked somebody to describe me in one word … After a moment, the answer arrived. Random. I wasn’t sure if that was good or not.
I’d always wanted a nickname.
I didn’t get one until grade 12.
I now have several – but only three get used.
Nobody ever tried to shorten my name until after I was 25.
I’ve never had a surprise birthday party.
I’ve been proposed to several times. Only once with an engagement ring.
I’ve never been married.
I’ve been common-law twice … to the same person.
Well, I guess that’s long enough.
I have to go research to get the feel of my story back. Then I’ll do some writing tonight.
I’m sure I can get some of it done.
I think it’s going to be a busy month.
Sweet Dreams!
Have you noticed how much you are beginning to sound like me in your musings?
ReplyDeleteI love it!
I have a nickname for you. Jannaboo. Amongst others.
My head hurts.
But I love you.
Actually, I'm just getting back to what I USED to sound like ... been a while. And, yes, you pointed out our similar styles back then too.
ReplyDeleteDon't worry, your name for me is one of the three. ;)