Slowly...I'm comin' back

A few things have aligned that have me excited for the first time in years. Like there's a bubble working it's way up my belly. I guess that conjures up gas but this isn't gassy. No. This is the lightest, brightest bubble and I can't wait to watch it pop into a fantastic prism of color and hope.

I have an itch to create. I have a need to give up a quest of perfection in creation. Create with abandon. Probably paper crafts. I can see abstract and chucky trees in surreal colors or obtuse, bulbous flower and little cartoony birds. Now if I could just CUT them out and glue them down.

I have burning for a ride. I got the most wonderfully smooth bike for xmas and ailments and time haven't been on my side for riding this wonder. Both ailment and time have broken through and this weekend is the first weekend of many that I will employ that bike to take me on adventures.

I have want for some sort of new hairstyle for the first time in 25 years. Nothing drastic but I want to wear cute bands and clips and have it look natural in my hair.

I have a lust for running. I keep dreaming of a time long gone where I could run fast and far and boy! I wake just wanting to take off an go-go-go. I designed a pair of Nike's that say "MeepBeep" on the side. I'm will be the roadrunner.

I am reading again. Reading with a fever. I forgot got about facebook, wordtwist, loads of tv. I just want to see what happens on the next page.

I'm starting to crawl back to where I was 3 years ago before the funk hit me. I hope this feeling is something that sticks around a very long while.