I guess we are all searching for ourselves. I know I am. It’s when I stop searching for myself that I feel like I’m regressing or static, stuck in place so to speak. I’m always searching for a new image or words and thoughts to share. I’m searching for enjoyment and peace of mind and heart.
The ideas are flowing
Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m searching for a better way. I’m searching for that next fun corner on the road on a sunny day with the top down. I’m searching for the perfect balance of sun sand and sounds of waves hitting the shore.
I used to search for love but I found it and it keeps finding me over and over now. I search to understand different points of view. I search for laughter. I search for a relief from pain.
I used to search for great friends. My cup runs over there so now I just search for ways to be a great friend to them. I search for words between tears when I speak to my parents grave.
I search for ways to sneak in more time for my creative efforts. I search for matching socks. I search for something to eat. I search for ways to please people.
I search for the eyes of loving pets when you find the perfect spot they want scratched. I search for respect. I search for hearing those notes of music that make the hair on my neck stand up.
I’m searching for reasons why some good people leave this earth early. I’m searching for ways to help my children. I search for that smile that I’m not displaying when I should be.
I search for memories that are fading. I search for the lane without pot holes. I search for seeing birds soar and butterfly’s flutter. I search for another spot on my walls to hang photos.
I search site stats but not for validation. I search for the second wind needed to make it through the work day. I search for a way to shed a few pounds.
I search for design ideas. I search for my battery charger. I search for logic but that is in short supply for some. I search for reliable people. I search for new blogs. I search for song lyrics. I search for seafood recipes.
I search for a paper clip.
Random Thoughts of the Day
“Play it pretty for Atlanta” and then some wonderful piano playing.
I thought I was getting sick but then I thought better of it.
I wonder if the music today will stand the test of time?
The treadmill is starting to look like an adversary.
Sometimes I have some good ideas.
I’m pumped for the MD basketball team. Big win over ranked opponent for the first time in a few years.
I heard my daughters voice today. What a special treat.
