Legal

I've had this page opened for several days. I knew what I wanted to say, which is why I typed in the address, but by the time I got a chance to say anything, I had lost it. The only thoughts that came to me after that were uncomfortable ones, and I'd rather not write them here. I've abused this blog far too much lately, and I want to start writing vividly and confidently again.

So, for now, I'll just leave you with a section from my "Legal Sheets".

"I sit herer now, wondering where to start. Dad is mowing the lawn around me making that familiar humming, buzzing sound with the occassional sharp clink of a stone being eaten up. The noise doesn't bother me much. Not enough to make me move anyway. It is a perfect evening, and I don't want to miss it. It's the kind of evening you read about in novels. The sun gently warms my back and the breeze soothingly passes by, lifting away the heat.

The sky has those beautiful big clouds I've always remembered. All these years have passed and although they turn differently up there, the consistency always seems to stay the same. They aren't those whispy, sissy clouds you see near lakes, or the dull, foggy ones in the city. My sky is completely pure. The shape is so crisp and defined. I wonder if you believe me."

Happy Independence Day. I'm going to go to a wedding rehearsal now.



-Lisa