three footprints on blank concrete

sitting and savoring
lets drive
and listen to the wind greeting the interior
the speeding air hitting our cheeks

i'm a sponge.
taking in the moment.

i think i lost some me-ish-ness
lets retrace steps

microscopic blades of grass are sprouting from my fingertips

lets just dangle
a little more.
from a thread.
please.

it's nice to pick a team.

i think i need to talk more.
or at least write.
otherwise
im an unopened soda can.

trees make everything alright.

i'm in love...

...with His mysteries.
He is beauty.

God works in the most peculiar ways.

I'm ready.

signed and sealed and a stamp with a leaf.

Dear change,
you used to be
my enemy.
i used to loathe you
and talk about you
behind your back.
but now
i have learned
to embrace and
accept you and
welcome you.
feel free to visit me
when the time is right.
your new friend, mary elise

bittersweet chinese food run

all you can eat buffet

is lovely

but does not compare

to the family of choralaires this year.

the last day together

makes a loop and a scratch.

i won't forget.

let's be a little more fickle

please?
do we really change our minds that often?
annoyed
left hanging
but i'll get over it
eventually.
.
.
.
today, two loves and i went to my home
and sat on my bed to rest for a minute
3 hours later we woke up
sometimes an unexpected nap is so wonderful

the jackpot was hit on our trip to nowhere

my friend gretchen
and i discovered this weekend
an old building
with a large amount of "junk".
we agreed each object had its own story.
she helped me adopt an old turquoise and yellow door.
the paint is chipped.
it has personality.

ugh tastes like myself

i feel kinda like
a big bucket of ugh
i will take 5 minutes
to wallow
and then continue to go about
my afternoon.

an eery exploration