leftover thoughts tumbling…

got hooked on another series, thanks to uilleam. 


firefly
.

such a quiet name for so much action.
at least this one has a movie to finish the story.
serenity.  and you feel anything but when you’re watching it.
maybe at the end….

it’s raining out.
the midwest get’s freezing fog and we get rain.
it was so warm and muggy today we had to turn the air on.
maybe i should find a rancher in montana who’ll marry me.
but tonight the rain holds the promise of colder weather.

we still have our christmas lights up. 
shelly and i just haven’t had the time or energy to take them away.
i can see them out the windows while i type, and the dark rain beyond.
i don’t know why i’m still turning them on, halfway through january.
they’re there.  it would be sad to waste the chance to see them.

i can’t explain what christmas lights do to me.
i feel…something. 
or the idea of something. 
i don’t know.
even white lights strung up for something else, like a wedding.
the tiny twinkle of those lights in the night opens something up in me as only a few things in this world can.

why is that?

and why am i up at two in the morning typing out my thoughts for all the world to see?
don’t you know that’s dangerous?

5 thoughts on “leftover thoughts tumbling…

  1. You know, I rented “Serenity” some weeks ago on a whim, and though I’d never seen the show it seemed like it would be interesting. The writing and dialogue seemed well done to me, and purposeful. Hmmm, why am I going to Colombia? In fact, I haven’t much of a notion. I’m going with Precept Ministries to help train some folks and assist as they have a youth conference down there this weekend, but I mostly guess I’ll be stuck doing grunt work and speaking Spanish as best I can. The Vitamin B is, in fact, because it’s sumeer down there and mosquitoes are out aplenty. But that stuff makes your…ahem, liquid waste…practically incandescent in its yellowness. Sheesh, it’s scary. I don’t recommend it…

  2. Don’t feel bad about getting hooked on Firefly. It’s so easy to. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
    Don’t watch the L:ights too long now, you might go nuts. πŸ™‚

  3. sometimes those 2 o’clock in the morning thoughts are the best ones, the most true and honest ones anyway. back when I was crazier about my night life, my friends and I would stay up and talk outside,  until sunrise sometimes. these were some of the most open conversations I have ever had. People let their walls fall then.
    I also find that my best songs and poetry happen during those hours…when I get the inspiration or the muse or whatever and realize I’d better get it down somehow because it may never come back…so I push through and know I will suffer for it tommorrow.
    a rancher in Montana…hmmmm…I think I will write a personal ad for you and put it on e-harmony.com…

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