A prowess delight with my butterfly feet touching freedom for self-respect, and with peace I move on without mistake, I just walked. Smiles in view, and different with every style of conformity, there was something new and to be had. Confusion formed from the heart, and these had my interest, and contagious we share the vault to smile. Many active shoppers, many eyes from kiosks to reel you in for a catch and release, or was it catch? I pass the grocery and under the hush I say, who on earth buy's groceries at the mall anyways?
Unable to resist a good laugh, I have no idea what I am laughing at. Humble I find my most gratifying interest. I am not alone, seen with mistake or sure win. I respected my thoughts coming this way, I relax! I cannot say, this is me entirely however, I see this is how my relations stay with me, and my frustrations leave me alone. It would not take speak, or a look from expression; Image was health respected!
Suddenly, and again; my face flushes red, my tongue wets the pipes silent. Silence! I think out loud, and have the actions of too much. My lips end a frontward twist to kiss, a stranger, in the distance? Jade, could you embarrass yourself more? I exhale the heat from my body, and swallow the melt in my mouth. My bosom lifted my heart, and my button from my dress nearly popped. Turning around late, I felt he turned around already?
Onward walking and at a slower pace, the shoulders less confident with feet slowing for chance. I missed my chance, as did he? My sigh of usual had me beat, and the red rose that could have been mine, was now white as my face paled.
Tightened lips with a twist to the right, and with eyebrows that squish my face thin, when I suck in my cheeks! Oh my god, what about fat boy! I almost forgot. Oh, he will have his chance one day and perhaps with me? Years from now, I may be looking for younger. His father complaining he couldn’t see out of the back window will help him remember.
Oh fat boy!
Soon to be out of the mall, without a rat, crab at that, no longer stare, or to stop and chat. Forward in motion, and not a change in direction, I look to the right. I see the movie theater, and a title that jumped out at me. This wasn't 3D; this was written the book of me! I would have to say, I am stuck in a “choose your adventure.” Paying less attention, I wasn't going to spend for that title, I kept on.
The page turns in the book, leaving the last in the dark.
I step out of side of the mall, and found my way out! I was onto the sidewalk out front, and walking away without notice, of oncoming? My thoughts were in motion, motionless in moving the thought from the title on the sign seen, theater. Black lettering, white background had me thinking black or white, and thinking of change? I thought the film was displaced, and I preferred color on this day.
Growing older with answers my legs are getting tired. The sky is getting brighter above, and the thought of a movie titled, Majestic had me think. I focus on my surroundings at the moment, and I turn around just outside from the mall entrance, to see…?
Life seemed to be displaced with new signs, different looks, and price tags forcing my eyes to read. My eyes focus on a man walking by, and the tag on his shirt was still there, in price! The signs from the mall were different, and moving at a rate I wasn't adjusted too. The store signs were… alive? With a quick turnaround from fear, I notice within my turn, everything has changed. My legs give out, and I drop to the ground with my head down.
Am I losing my mind?
Looking up slowly, my eyes follow a grid of information, highway! I thought… I am not high?
Why is this happening to me? Why!
Puzzled blank, I seen the difference!
Is this Bipolar? Did my brain misfire, or is this for real?
Looking down at my legs in these shoes, and the old dress that was given to me by my mother, I remembered that. I remember!
I was older in look, my eyes see new in mind, and it confused me?
I have to stop calling myself that, Bipolar.
Eyes tire, legs to hips with my shoulders swinging my arms in fall to my back from my knees. I hold my life short to side, and curl in fear. I have to get through this! This is not psychosis, and I can explain this if you let me!
I said a prayer, not one I knew to say, and not one of this tongues. The words came to me and said, God, please help me for I am not to fear, and you are my protector. You have always been near with times of, and for these times you gave me peace. Let me see the sands I seek.
To look down at the waist line, forward with a stare. I turn my head, lost from a cry of emotion to put my hands together at my chest. Thankful for the gift with open hands for there was a seed?
My right thumb companion, rolled the seed upon my palm, and I seed my thoughts with life. A touch and heart had me close my eyes to believe, I lay down to rest. Sinking deeper, and deeper, I got heavier and heavier. I awoke.
The heat overwhelmed me, was I asleep, or consciously eyeing an illusion. My eyes focus, and I get hit with a splash. The tide of time had equal balance. No worry, with no image distracting my view, I was at the sea. I believe I handled it well, and this chooses your adventure certainly by me, and for me… what is this?
A bottle washes up against my right side?
Was this a message from God?
I don't hesitate to pick up the bottle. I have never seen a bottle wash up on shore like this. My skin shows great signs of aging, looking at this bottle in my hands. It was not a matter, but I knew I was an older woman. I could see something was inside, and I was curious to unravel the message after I uncorked it easily. It seems there was more than one, and there was three.
With the messages in hand, I try to read the first, and that I could not. It seemed anxious, with pencil points left upon the paper, frustrated? I turned to my purse and took out my reading glasses. Focusing on the writing again, realizing it was mine.
Anxious I became from the first letter, however saddened it made me feel, mine! I put the letter face down in the sand, and the wind took it away.
The second letter said?
I focused on one word, and everything else went blank. Those words were
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Balance
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Written in the center of the sheet, with a careful hand, this was my freehand. Folding the paper in thre3 was to not to mess the writing for a look down at the third sheet. I put balance in my purse, with my glasses.
The third sheet said
lov3
Chapter: The Beginning
Emotion by wake up, and I am lying on the ground with a look up, I see someone tapping my arm.
Lady are you alright, are you alright?
Yes I am fine, that is Pinchy my imaginary Lobster!
Lady are you sure you're alright?
Pinchy, stop it! I told you dinner will be ready soon!
Brushing off my floral dress, and changing the man’s face from concern to relief. I smiled, and it was love at first sight. Not for me, now? I was good to be alive, and I fell unconscious crossing this street. I have fallen before, and without reason, I still wonder why?
It was good to be alive. It is better to be me, I am Jade!
From the moment of these words, I feel something was in hand. Careful for what was there. I felt my heart warm, opening my eyes to beauty like I've never seen, or imagined before. My love was for this, and this was my life.
Before my hands in palms wet,
Was a seed that had me breathe?
It started to
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