Definitively Open…says the sign
Good night…Sweet dreams XO
Good night…Sweet dreams XO
4th of July… a holiday of independence, freedom and a voice of the people….I am feeling an overwhelming sense of freedom and independence from this incredible machine and the the voice in my head is screaming, “turn the key… Just f—–g do it!”
The question BeBe the biker babe(owner of bike) asks herself when getting on her bike, “today… am I intelligent, talented, charming or hateful?? Choose!”
“Ballsy and courageous” came to mind as I sat on that sleek black leather seat and adjusted my sunglasses…a self-proclaimed adventure seeker hits the road…
Bebe and Anthony… Thank you!
Good night… Sweet dreams. XO
The eyes tell a story that is not told with words. When there is a story of silence, distance, miscommunication, joy, elation, confusion, fear, awe, it can be told if you want to see. We are amalgamated to other humans creating unbreakable connections and links that are most often obvious through family ties, community, jobs, beliefs.
Then there are those connections, a binding of invisible thread that can’t be explained, that bring two separate entities together…to merge, unite, meld, fuse, combine, secure, fasten…slowly slowly over time, quietly, year after year, patiently…creating something stronger than each entity, separate, individually.
The thread, for both is the serendipitous inspiration for strength, balance, growth….and….sometimes…silliness! The eyes of another can be the mirror reminding you who you are, when you forget. I will remind you…please remind me.
Good night…Sweet dreams… XO