Tour of California
Sitting at Vista Point. Waiting for the sunset. Supposed to go down in a few minutes. Haven’t been doing too many things lately. Haven’t been feeling right lately. Little things bother me more than they should. Feeling a bit disconnected. Going through the motions. Right then a moth flies on top of my head.
Sitting at Vista Point. Waiting for the sunset. Supposed to go down in a few minutes. Haven’t been doing too many things lately. Haven’t been feeling right lately. Little things bother me more than they should. Feeling a bit disconnected. Going through the motions. Right then a moth flies on top of my head.
Okay, you got my attention. Cars are speeding behind me. Today has been a filled day. Watched a couple of flics: Our Wedding Day and Doing Wright. Both are love stories. Both had a theme. Both had a couple of going through the struggle and finding our way. Saw the Amgen tour of California.
Wait. Sun is setting and I got to take my picture. Been awhile. Need to do this. I will be back.
Falling Off Wagon, Getting Back On
Been a long time since I did that. Too long. Used to be something I did everyday. Lately, other things well, I let other things get in the way. Lost my way for a bit. Everyday’s everyday. Its getting dark soon Airplanes are leaving their streaks across the sky. White lines as push across the blue and yellow sky.
Been a long time since I did that. Too long. Used to be something I did everyday. Lately, other things well, I let other things get in the way. Lost my way for a bit. Everyday’s everyday. Its getting dark soon Airplanes are leaving their streaks across the sky. White lines as push across the blue and yellow sky.
The light on the windmill flash. It pulsates every three seconds. Flash. . .Flash. . .Flash. I can see the ripples across the Palmdale lake. Winds are blowing the thistle and flowers in front of me. Wind and my back as the car races home.
Another turns off the Highway here in Vista Point. Speeding across the highway, I understand why cars stop here. Some because they get tired. Some because they want to stretch their legs. I come here because I need to get perspective and let my heart get lighter.
Couldn’t help, but take a few pictures of these older couple at the Amgen race. They were just standing there with their bright orange shirts. Fanny pack strapped around their waste. Hats on top of the sunny day. What struck me was this. They were holding hands. Just standing there holding hands. Couldn’t help, but think the last time I was holding hands with someone.
Lets Play, Star Wars
It was with Angelo. He wanted to go play. Star Wars. When does he not want to play Star Wars. It was just that warmth and connection that I sometimes miss. Thought about Chris and Jewel’s wedding. I took a picture when they were holding hands. Right before putting on the wedding band. Couldn’t keep my eyes off their hands.
It was with Angelo. He wanted to go play. Star Wars. When does he not want to play Star Wars. It was just that warmth and connection that I sometimes miss. Thought about Chris and Jewel’s wedding. I took a picture when they were holding hands. Right before putting on the wedding band. Couldn’t keep my eyes off their hands.
It made me think when times were rough and things were in turmoil. Holding hands made things right. There was girl, Glitter, I barely knew. We would go out. We held hands at times. For sometime, I felt connected to this person, even though we barely knew each other. It was new and it was fun. What meant the most was not the talking and other stuff, it was just the holding hands. Made me feel. . .Not Alone.
Just Fantasy, Not the Real Thing
Sitting at Sapphire with Chris’s friends. I knew that the guys were in trouble when the dancers would hold the guys hand. They couldn’t help but feel connected.
Closing Cues
Made me think of my days in sales. I would ask the buying question. Wait for the other one to speak. Watched for their body to relax and I knew. It was done. Just a formality next. Thought of Chris's friends getting rubbed on and flirted with. Right when the dancers got the grip, the guys were done. It wasn’t the stroking of the hair. It was the hand on the thigh. It was the holding of hands. Closed. They never knew what hit them.
Sitting at Sapphire with Chris’s friends. I knew that the guys were in trouble when the dancers would hold the guys hand. They couldn’t help but feel connected.
Closing Cues
Made me think of my days in sales. I would ask the buying question. Wait for the other one to speak. Watched for their body to relax and I knew. It was done. Just a formality next. Thought of Chris's friends getting rubbed on and flirted with. Right when the dancers got the grip, the guys were done. It wasn’t the stroking of the hair. It was the hand on the thigh. It was the holding of hands. Closed. They never knew what hit them.
Wouldn’t hold hands with the dancers because I knew it would be artificial. When you have had the real thing, being in Love, certain things you do and don’t do. Mine is holding hands.
When I saw, the couple, who has got to be in their 70, holding hands. It brought me Hope. It brought me a warm fuzzy. Watching them holding hands at such an advanced age made think. . .They got the right stuff. They got the real, genuine article. Can always fool yourself and others with the fake relationships. However, can't get away from knowing the genuine article. Once you found that, simply No contest.
With This Ring. . .
Well, if you read this, take some time and hold hands. Tell me if you get that same feeling.That feeling of connection. Feeling of Strength. Feeling of Connectedness. Feeling of Love.Okay, go do it.
Well, if you read this, take some time and hold hands. Tell me if you get that same feeling.That feeling of connection. Feeling of Strength. Feeling of Connectedness. Feeling of Love.Okay, go do it.
Good bye, now.
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