Split-Screen

She was in her car taking the on ramp, heading for the interstate. Suddenly there was a pain in her head so intense that her eyes closed involuntarily. In that moment her vehicle headed for the cement barrier and climbed it like a ramp. As her eyes opened to her dilemma, she beheld a split-screen view. On one side was the sky and road reversing positions and things in her car falling around her as the vehicle flipped; on the other were swiftly moving scenes of her whole life. The people, the places, the events, the feelings were made visible to her in amazing clarity during that small amount of time. Why these visions of her life were shown to her at this time was yet to be known. A reminder of things to live for, because surely this event definitely threatened her existence; or the chance to review and let go, should her existence cease? To be continued......

Never

Into the cold dark night she ran, her head filled with thoughts of Never. Never pin your hopes on a single possibility. Never let your guard down all of the way. Never expect the best from any given situation for that makes the worst even harder to take. Never give your heart expecting an equal return for you will be doomed to disappointment. Out of the cold dark night she came, her head filled with thoughts of Never. Never give up hope for there is always a possibility. Never hold yourself so guarded that nothing can get close. Never expect only the worst for you might miss the best. Never expect something for giving your heart, it is best given freely.

Tears From Nowhere

Why do I weep at the strangest things

Why do I weep at the strangest times

Why do I weep with a sadness deep

Why do I weep, why do I weep

When I hold back my tears where do they go

When I hold back my tears are they somewhere

When I hold back my tears does the sadness disappear

When I hold back my tears they must go somewhere I think

When I hold back my tears they go to a place that stores them for later

A song, a picture, a story, a thought is all that it takes

For tears to come from nowhere

Just Me

My name is Jackie Reeder. I am almost 54 years old with blonde hair and blue eyes. Age is something that bothers me and I wish it didn't. I am getting paunchy and seriously out of shape. I have many aches and pains and I tire way more easily then I used to. I am a bit strange in many ways. I like art, looking at it and creating it; though if you ask me, I will say what I do is not art. I love music and love to dance even if it hurts my neck and knees. I love gardening but tend toward a natural untamed type of gardening. I make my yard a bit of an art project. I am not a real fan of television but do like some programs. I get bored if I watch the same stuff over and over. In fact boredom is my biggest problem. Anything done over and over, especially at regular time periods tends to make me crazy. Inactivity sets me up to be stressed and yet over-activity also sets me up to be stressed. Stress seems to be a large factor in my life. I want someone to share my interests with but have no patience to deal with people. I like to take walks in search of treasure; visual, auditory, or physical. Pretty rocks, bird feathers, unusual pieces of wood make me smile. I see faces in many things and wonder if others do also. I like food but don't like it to be a main focus of the day or a form of entertainment. I love to laugh and hardly do so these days. I get embarrassed easily and then I get cranky because of it. I am physically demonstrative but it is not all that I am. I want a bigger home because I am a collector of stuff, though mostly I wish I wasn't. I hate that I am never happy or satisfied. I just love creating stuff from throw-away things so I always see things with the idea that it can be used for something. I have to force myself not to pick stuff up off the street and to throw things away that most people would just see as trash.

She left a trail of tears

The moon shines brightly upon the road reflecting back from the teardrops scattered there. The moonlit drops of our heroine's tears leads us down along this road. As our eyes follow the glittering of moonlight upon sadness we ponder upon why they are there. What calamity has befallen our heroine? What tragedy causes her to weep? What fear drives her forward even as she cries? The glittering teardrops become fewer as along the road we go and we grow fearful of losing the trail. But wait what is that we see in the distance? A scrap of blue appears in the moonlight drawing us farther along. Carefully, keeping a watch for any movement nearby, we retrieve what seems to be another clue to our missing heroine. As we examine the silky bit of fabric retrieved from the moonlit road we wonder at it's origin. A piece from the heroine's garment perhaps? Or just an unrelated item tossed into the road from a random passerby? This clue requires more thought and examination.

Am I having fun?

I am not sure I am having fun anymore

I am not sure I would recognize fun if I was in the center of it

I am not sure if I can remember what fun feels like

I am not sure fun can be sustained while I am near

I am not sure where fun went

I am not sure if fun will return

I am not sure I am having fun anymore

:( :( :( :(

I hate being such a downer

I hate being the sad face

I hate not remembering how to be happy

I hate thinking about this stuff

I hate wondering if things could and should be different

I hate feeling out of control

I hate being such a downer

:/ :/ :/ :/ :/

I need to take control of my life

I need to look at life differently

I need to live life better

I need to accept life as it is

I need to change my life if necessary

I need to let life be

I need to take control of my life

?????????

Pay no mind to the man behind the curtain

Pay no mind to the falseness that you see

Pay no mind to the man behind the curtain

Pay no mind for it is only a fantasy you see

**********

The sun is shining and I have to go to work:(

It is a Sunday, not a normal work day for me

But today isn't all that normal as you soon shall see

Today I have to work, for a special event will soon occur

Yes that's right, it's Friends and Family Night for sure

A special time at my place of employment

An event that brings all of us enjoyment

To get these amazing savings galore

Just walk right on through the door

Bring your family and of course your friends

Make sure you get there before it ends

I shall not see you when you come

By that time my day will be done

I hope you have great fun tonight

I guess it makes working on Sunday alright