Behold. I Hath Seen a Genuine, No Back Biting Chickadee

My friend at work and I somehow found ourselves in a Nice Off.

She's probably about 15 years younger than me and an absolute joy. She's so very considerate and sweet to everyone and has a vat full of laughs just waiting to be tripped over and scattered around the room.

I helped her with something and she started it with an IM saying that I'm awesome.

I said she is a ray of light.

She said I am the sun.

I said she is the sun of five galaxies.

I won.

The Cusp of Change

I
Am
Lost

But someone believes they have found me
So my floating crate is no longer at sea
But I’m still inside wondering
Why someone hasn’t yet jimmied open a wall for me

Perhaps my grip on reality
Outside of the barbed membranes
Really isn’t the main path at all
Then again
With all my excavation gear...

Isn't this what I expected?

May 2nd

You know what today is. Ups and downs, events, non-events, whichever rock is shining in the sky. Day after May Day. The beauty seen from the eyes that swivel around to see the road taken. It doesn’t change the depth of today. Nothing will never change today.

The Hope, the Beauty, the magical reality of blooms. It's always available, even in memory and refuses to be superceded.