Pretty In Pink... Perfect In Paisley!

Sometimes it's just easier to write as if I am writing a chapter in one of my books... to jump in the mind of one these fictional people that have taken on  real life persona's. The imagination does funny things when you want certain conversations to take place in real life. As creative as I can be... this mind constantly strives for the right verbage hoping at some point in this life, I...  get to say all the things that need to be said: but for now... in story form it would go something like this... ************************************************************ You would have thought by now seeing him would have been easy but it wasn't. The rage that filled her body and the sadness that riddled her heart was uncontrollable. She hoped he had a horrible sensation of panic when he sighted her. Thinking, "my god I can not believe what I did to her. I don't blame her for hating me." Not understanding any of his actions or why he did what he did was unbearable

I can not believe, the last time I wrote was in March...  This mental and emotional hiatus I have taken ... has taken longer than what I expected. The term get on with life has shaken me to the soul purpose of I can not believe the last couple of years and all that has occurred. I am still trying to sort puzzle pieces but I am coming along nicely, I will add. I am happy to say, I have come up for air and I have taken on a few new creative mindful projects and I have allowed myself to go out on a date or two. I see a familiar smile that once graced my face and I am rhetorically trying to figure out and find a boundary. This new world of communication, dating, texting and what is allowed has got to be redefined. What ever happened to boy meets girl, girl likes boy and they are available to each other ?? Via phone conversation or in person... have you tried kissing through a text? (giggle) Is it so many are so damaged at this time around they have become guarded with a foot over the