We woke early this morning. I find it completely amazing that our girls are so eager to start their days, while I walk around one-eyed for the better half of the day. It is my complete desire to have that spark. This morning though it was a bit slow, it was obvious by ten o'clock that- a nap was greatly needed.
So, we ate a mismoshed meal and headed for bed. In our case bed is-complicated. Or not so: an ikea bunk bed...bottom bunk used, an organic cotton futon on the side of bottom bunk-that's where I sleep. My sleeping partner varies from night to night. I think at some points the three of us end up there. Either way, there are tons of pillows and it can be a sweet place to be. (there are some nights my grumpiness takes over and I mumble the words: I am 29 and I am sleeping on a futon-on the floor.)
I am not a good day napper, once I have woken up it's nearly impossible for my mind to shut off. This morning I slept but my mind reeled. In a dream, a small simple dream I dreamt that I had my first comment in this space. A comment by someone I had never met, or known-they took the time to join me and felt impressed enough to comment. I logged onto this space of mine this evening in hopes that maybe a dream-come true.
There was no comment, and I still feel as if I sit here and talk to myself. (which isn't out of the normal and completely ok by me.) I visit blog after blog filled with inspiring content and photos, I notice all of the lovely comments and encouragement the curators receive and I cant begin to imagine-how amazing that must be.
Alas ::sigh:: this is a space I love, and take comfort in-and I will continue even if I am lost in a sea of blogging beauty. A dream is still a dream and worth holding on to. Until then-oh bla di, oh bla da. <3
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