On a bus…

I’m tapping out this blog on a bus. Didn’t bring my laptop on this getaway, hence you will see the capital letters at the beginning of each sentence. I was in group B so I did not get a window seat and when I asked the girl if I could sit where her backpack was, she seemed annoyed. It’s ok. I’d be annoyed too. We all want a window seat with nobody sitting next to us when on a bus. The sunset is gleaming through the windows, that honey colored light from last night. My body is steaming still from the extreme heat. Thighs sticking to my lace skirt. I realize I look like a gypsy today. Thought about what it would be like if I was always on a bus going some place.  Not what I crave right now in life. More crave to make a home. Oh Venus make it so. Though if I have to keep living like a city gypsy I will and I can flow. Flexible with yearning. Will work for dreams to manifest. To climb the wall of fate, and give each moment my best. Yes. So as the bus hardly rolls due to traffic and my ass feels like a snail trapped in plastic, I’m gonna think about things.  Nothing like honey sunsets and an air conditioned bus to bring forth the hidden feelings and lurking thoughts. Mind like the back alleys of Naples. Characters sneaking around with collars turned up. That’s alright. Put it to the page and devote it to love. Anxious. Making magic mirrors. Coming to terms with every gift and flaw. Mostly a waterfall. Oh look, there’s a mall. Let’s go buy stuff and make a you tube haul.  Holding a pyrite ball. Sucking my stomach in. Breathing to change my states of emotion. Life is motion. Like a dragon flying through the sky or a fish swimming in the ocean. But the signs remain the same. McDonald’s. Acura.  RV Cener. Food next right. Gas in one mile. Bold and bright we are told what to do, where to go, when to eat, and how to fight. Stay divided and fall. We keep falling. But one of these seconds we are gonna get up and stay there. No longer reduced by shame. No longer attempting to win life as a game.  Anyhow, there’s that whole dog and pony show. Inspiration is petering. Time to post this and stare out the window…