Wednesday, September 18, 2002
Work like you don`t need money,Good night all...
Love like you`ve never been hurt,
And dance like no one`s watching.
posted by Linda 2:52 AM
It`s the heart afraid of dying that never learns to dance; It`s the dream afraid of waking, that never takes a chance; It`s the one who wont be taken,who cannot seem to give; And the soul afraid of dying; that never learns to live.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal....love leaves a memory no one can steal.
I`ll miss you Lovetta
posted by Linda 1:52 AM
Tuesday, September 17, 2002
I smell Autumn in the air and am I ever ready for it. The summer heat makes me yearn for cooler days.
The trees are so beautiful when their leaves turn colors. Norbert (Doc Gater) Smith, a college professor turned truck driver, has some beautiful pictures of Autumn in his “Tales of the Road." I think weather is a kind of spiritual exercise, I’m always looking forward to it’s changing, gives me something to talk about when nothing else seems appropriate. Talking about the weather is probably the most generic conversation piece there is. I wonder if it’s Universal?… Probably so, and I wouldn’t doubt that it was one of the first conversations man to man ever had.
posted by Linda 12:15 AM
