Deeply Into the Unknown 

The time is 5:31am and I am just laying here. I am  just laying here with thoughts racing through my head like Usain Bolt running the 100 meters. “What if…?” “But why not…?”  So many scenarios playing out in my mind. These thoughts and scenarios are about my life. A life I have grown to know little about, even though I am the only one who has lived it since birth. 

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I find myself growing more and more confused every day. My ups are downs. My rights are now wrongs (and lefts). The people I thought I knew. I know longer know. Just when I get accustomed to one thing, it changes. It appears everything I thought I saw was just false images. Images distorted with the reality of a dream I once knew. 


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Now it is 5:48am and I am just laying here. I am just laying here with uncertainty in my mind and fear in my heart. I am scared to turn the page for fear of what it might reveal. I dread the dawn of a new day, as I am terrified to uncover yet another image distorted with the reality of a dream I once knew. Therefore I shall   dream. I shall dream during the day just as I do during the night. I shall remove myself from all that is known and delve deeply into the unknown. 

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Daily Prompt: Whisper

I hear you, but I don’t know what you are saying. Are you talking to me? Am I even supposed to know what you are saying? Left in the dark.  I am out of the loop.  I hear you, but I don’t know what you are saying

I can hear a voice out in the distance speaking softly.  I get closer and try to find out who is speaking and what he or she is saying. Where are you? Who are you? I hear you, but I don’t know what you are saying.

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All of this time I thought I was here alone. Only to find out someone else is present. I walk the rows between the headstones in the direction of the faint voice.  My curiosity is definitely getting the best of me. Who could it be?  Who is this voice talking to?

It is difficult to make out anything in this dark hazy cemetery. I continue to follow the voice as it becomes slightly understandable as I approach it.  I can’t see anyone yet.  Nothing. Not even a shadow. I am now upon the voice. There is no one there. Just a whisper.  I hear you, and I know what you are saying.

Please come visit me.  I am alone. These are the words of the whisper.

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Vision in Progress

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I’m in a place where nothing makes much sense.  I don’t have a game plan. I just take it day by day.  This really scares me. I don’t like the unknown. I know I can’t predict the future, but I used to feel as if I were in control of it. Everything is spiraling out of control. I am lost.  Every day feels wasted.  Wasted because it was the same as the day before. This stagnation is taking a toll on me.  I need to regain control. I need to have a plan. I need to have an idea of what’s out in the distance. I need a sign. A shadow. A silhouette. A distinct sound.  A feeling. A voice. A vision.  A  vision of what’s to come. A vision of a plan. A vision of a new, bolder, better day.

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I need a vision of tomorrow. Not that Deja Vu vision of events that I’m pretty sure occurred and leave me feeling a deep sense of confusion. Not that vision of anticipation. Anticipation: dream-like symptoms turned nightmare.  Not that vision of what I want.  No not again. But that vision of what’s lost.  That vision of the missing mission.  Yes, that vision.  The one I didn’t conjure up in my head or in my heart.  That vision that is firmly planted in my minds eye and transitions to my brain. That vision that is then processed in the various areas of my brain. Then I will be able to see it.  I will be able to feel it.  I will be able to hear it.  Olfaction will be introduced to the vision gradually.  Perhaps it will also have  gustatory sensations.

Until then.
Life.
Is a vision in progress.

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Daily Prompt: Stroll

Today’s Daily Prompt instructions are to write something using the word “stroll”. Personally I am usually in a rush.  Which means I am not too far from sprinting. Or,  I am too tired. Then that means I am probably dragging, and about to collapse. Either way,  I can’t say I’m much of the strolling type. 

I always approach the Daily Prompts by writing first and reading the responses of others after. This way what I put out there will be as original as it can get.  So without further ado here is my response to today’s Daily Prompt: stroll.

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I stroll,  I roll,  I bowl
Make a goal,  in my soul, not on a pole
She strolls, She rolls, She bowls
With Keyshia Cole,  Beyonce and Solange Knowles
I stroll,  I roll,  I bowl
Students enroll, Eat a casserole, on the payroll,
He strolls, he rolls, he bowls
Roads are out of control with all these tolls and potholes
I stroll,  I roll,  I bowl
She strolls, she rolls, she bowls
He strolls,  he rolls,  he bowls
Stroll

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Emptying My Thoughts: Night Five

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Today is Administrative Professionals Day, and the owners and management went all out for us!  The meeting room was decorated, food was made for us by one of the owners,  we received gifts,  we had an extended (uninterrupted) lunch, and one of the managers in the office even sang for us!  It was a good day at the office today.

I still have finishing my bachelor’s degree on my mind and becoming more accomplished. I also need to learn how to skate before June!  I guess some goals are easier than others.

Well that’s all for tonight. I don’t have that much bogging down my mind tonight. I’m headed to Slumberland. Check out some of my latest posts if you find yourself up for a little while longer.  ☺

Truth in Disguise
Whisper
Ghostly Giggle

Have Mercy by Eryn Allen Kane playing in the background

The Fog

It is unclear what lies ahead. I am uncertain with each step forward. I cannot see what is right before me,  and I can hardly make out what I have left behind.  One foot in front of the other. Taking my time as I move forward into the unknown. Nothing I recognize yet, but everything seems familiar.

There is a break in The Fog, but only for a split second. Immediately, I am blinded just as quickly as the unknown was visible. What did I see?  Why did I not see more? Unprepared for the abrupt change before my eyes, my brain was unable to interpret what my eyes had viewed in the rapid change that occurred right in front of me.

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The Fog is now denser than ever. I can no longer find my way.  Lost in this white darkness I feel trapped. I need more support. I reach out and feel around in this mysterious place as I walk forward. One foot in front of the other. One foot in front of the other. Slowy, I am able to see past my hands.  A gradual steady lifting of The Fog gives me a sense of hope.

The Fog has lifted and darkness is upon me.  Only two streets lined with street lights greet me.  I have reached a fork in the road. What do I do now? I can see clearly and I still do not know what to do. I guess I will use the senses and resources I have available. Be observant. And as always, one step at a time. One foot in front of the other. Just as I did…in The Fog.

Fog

Emptying My Thoughts: Night Three

The life of a mom is truly an interesting one. One kid was throwing up this morning. The other is in the nurse’s office at school because of a really bad headache. I am the mom who worries when her kids are anything other than themselves. They both ended up feeling better, and that’s great, but I still worry. 

I also had to stay home from work today to sit with the little one. I thought it would be a peaceful day as my son rested.  That didn’t happen at all.  He wanted to play and watch every movie he owns. Pretty much everything but rest.  By the way he’s four, and has the energy of four people. Long story short, I did not have a peaceful day.

Now I have to return to work and play catch up on my catch up work.  I am going to go to sleep with nothing but positive thoughts about tomorrow. Tomorrow will be a good day!

I gave today’s Daily Prompt plenty of thought and really couldn’t come up with anything. My mind is so filled with worry and “what ifs” I can’t seem to get my creative juices flowing.

I love writing, but just like everything else, I  begin comparing myself with others. I feel like my writing is not good enough because it doesn’t sound or flow like the next blogger’s work.  I know it’s something I need to get over, and I’m trying.

That’s about all that’s flooding my mind.  Hopefully it’s left here and doesn’t follow me to Slumberland! Good night ☺

I’m Ready!- Why I Like Spongebob Squarepants

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?  I can only think about Spongebob Squarepants. If you know someone, or rather something living in a pineapple anywhere. Please let me know. Anyway,  Spongebob is everywhere and completely unavoidable for me. My kids love him and truth be told…so do I.

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If you aren’t a fan of the talking yellow sponge who is the picture of optimism, you probably don’t understand why an adult (or anyone for that matter) would love such a show.  Well, I will let you know why I do. First,  I need to let you know that this show takes you so far from reality, why wouldn’t you enjoy it?  At the end of my day I am tired of people discussing the world and its plethora of issues. I am exhausted from hearing and reading about #RichPeoplesProblems. And honestly I am about done with the things I personally have to deal with in my own life. That is why I turn to none other than Spongebob and his friends down in Bikini Bottom.

I actually started watching this show when it first started and then never really got into it.  Fast-forward some years.  Add two kids. Now I have become a fan of the foolery that occurs under the sea. From the money, money, money attitude of Mr Krabs, to the paranoia Spongebob instills in Mrs. Puff.  This show provides hours of senseless entertainment for me.

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Obviously creator and marine biologist, Stephen Hillenberg knows exactly what he is doing. Spongebob Squarepants has been  annoying his neighbor and co worker, Squidward for going on seventeen years!  This sponge has been failing his driving test,  working at the Krusty Crab, taking care of his pet snail,  Gary, being BFFs with Patrick, blowing bubbles, catching jellyfish, and much more for almost seventeen years!  Spongebob has definitely made his mark, and not just on the small screen (well not so small these days). Spongebob Squarepants has movies,  books, toys, clothing, and my personal favorite MEMES! 

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If you ever want to escape reality. Take a dip in the sea, and make your way to Bikini Bottom. Join Spongebob, Patrick, Squidward, Mr. Krabs, Gary, Sandy, Plankton, and the others for a moment away from reality!

Emptying My Thoughts-Night 2

Ok so I just finished my Daily Prompt. Today the word to work with was “giggle”. You can check out my response here to see what I managed to piece together for today’s Daily Prompt. Also,  if you didn’t catch Monday’s response to “newspaper”, you can check out that response here. Feel free to browse around the rest of my blog.  Follow me if you like what you read. Comments are always welcome.

Now to empty my thoughts. To begin, I have been having a minor migraine for a few hours now. Nothing has helped it,  but I know it could be worse, so I won’t complain. I have lots of work to do at work tomorrow, and I want to get an early start (yall pray for me…I hate waking up early).

I have a work function coming up next week and I am nervous about going already! I work with these people Monday through Friday and I am anxious about a get together at my supervisor’s house. I hate social gatherings! No matter how comfortable I might be with some people, I still get nervous when they are a part  of a social situation. What’s a girl to do? 

I guess that’s all for tonight. This headache is not getting any better. I guess it’s round 2 of migraine meds.

Goodnight everyone!

Life Outside the Box

It truly amazes me how people differ so greatly. You have people (who why I don’t understand for the life of me) who are energized by being surrounded by people, extroverts.  Then, you have people who are drained from too much social interacting (that would be me), introverts.  Two sets of people who roam the same planet and manage to thrive together. How do we do it? 

I don’t know how we do it,  but simply trying to grasp the concept of the group one doesn’t fit in, is a challenge in itself. I don’t know why anyone would want to be surrounded by strangers at a party. People are just randomly striking up conversations with people who they just met in that moment. Didn’t our parents teach us not to talk to strangers?!?!
That whole strangers at a party scenario is something that puts an intense amount of anxiety in me.

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Extroverts love being around others. They appreciate social interactions. It is so easy for them to strike up a conversation with a stranger and turn that stranger into a BFF.  They can not fathom the idea of not going to a party. Or,  not speaking to people they don’t know. On the other hand introverts like myself, would prefer to hang out with close friends. Honestly, I would prefer the company of an animal. They are so much easier to be around!

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Introvert or extrovert, in the end it’s ok to be either. We might not understand each other, but oddly enough we roam the same planet and manage to thrive together.

K. A. Smith

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