VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
February 28

"Don't blame others for your failure to be fully accountable for your own life. If others are to blame then you have given them control."
- Bob Perks, Speaker and Author -


today was a beautiful day weather-wise, sunny but a bit on the chilly side, but still great for the end of February. It seems as though my anxiety level was high all day. and now that I am home, just a deep sense of sadness seems to have come over me. I wonder if anyone every finds complete happiness in this life.


Everyone hears what you say.
Friends listen to what you say.
Best friends listen to what you don't say.


thinking in a whimsical silly sort of way, wondering if a leprechaun had ever been kissed, a cupid with a broken string, an Easter bunny with no eggs, and a life with no love


again more sleeping
morning wasted
again more sleeping
day wasted
again more sleeping
night wasted
again more sleeping
nothing missed


another month of my life gone and nothing has changed, it seems as though the past month was a waste, where I had no purpose, nor meaning, where I just was and nothing more.


sometimes we think of things that are better left resting deep in the darkest corners of our heart in the place we cannot see into. I wonder why such a place exists in each of us and why we can bury things so deep that no matter when or where we are we can never peer into that part of us

My Thought to Ponder today




Another month gone
where did it go?

Where will it come from?

Another chance to see
When will it happen?


I need to say so many things, but I know not the words to say them. I need to say good-bye, to tell the one I love that it is over, it just can not be. A forbidden love is not the way it should be. It was wrong from the start.

My mind knew this, but my heart did not. I wonder where or when I let my heart take control of my mind, and allowed me to bend to a place I had never been. If only it were 20 years sooner or if only things were different, would I have found my happiness in his arms?

I think of his eyes, the clearest blue, I think of our conversations, the sharing we shared. The tears I have cried knowing it was wrong, but not stopping it from happening. I need to say good-bye. I must say good-bye.

It is tearing me apart, shattering my world.


Don't knock the weather. If it didn't change once in a while, nine out of ten people couldn't start a conversation.
- Kin Hubbard -