can it be real that things do not feel quite so real sometimes? i feel often that i am living in the movie world. things go well then turn bad, then get great again. i feel like i am awaiting the corner of bad news.
i feel bad to be so happy in such a bad part of unfortunate events also. i hope they understand how happiness cannot just be helped sometimes. i do bite my tongue at such sadness. i do. but i secretly want to scream and jump so high for joy.
i'll tell mr squirrel instead.
i feel awfully silly at times. but wish for all spectaculars to bloom for all. i wish for things to go right for once. and carry on going right. that could be the start of me you know.