My heart is mooching around the house in a grey cardigan.
I seem to have misplaced a lot of the things that make it colourful. Things that make it skip. I'd better go and clean the house out and see if I can find them again.
Actually one of the reasons I came in here was because I thought I had something on my mind to say...however, now that I'm typing all I really have is a feeling which I can't put into words. That is a serious limitation since I don't really have anything other than words to work with here.
I never have liked cardigans...and grey isn't my colour. Perhaps that's what I needed to say...to myself. :)
Who am I?.. well...
- Jules
- My passion is for people and the way they relate to each other. My writing springs from a continuing desire to help develop understanding between men and women; I think it's a key to a more peaceful earth. Everyone wrestles with the fundamental issues of give and take. Let's talk about it.
2 Comments:
Stick on a colourful brooch! I love grey because without it all my other colours would have nothing to bounce off and would all compete with each other.
Grey grounds me and helps me think before I act or say something silly.
Perhaps you were just thinking?
I'm used to wearing bright colours, inside and out...but I like your thought about being grounded..and thinking before saying something silly!...my heart was having a grey day is all. Tonight however, it is skipping along nicely :)
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