Some things...written: April 15, 2007

one...I love to write. It helps my head and heart to understand one another...and I need to do it more.

two...Music moves me almost more than anything else. I love to listen to it and to actually do it. And I'm learning everyday that it has a significant place in my life.

three...True, Texas springtime weather makes me happy. I feel a sense of freedom that is unique to that particular time. And while I'm on it...I don't like when the weather messes around...in April, it needs to be springtime and nothing else. I get stressed otherwise...

four...I know almost every word to every song released between 1955 and 1975. I know the recording artists, too...and with most, I can estimate when they were released. It's something I pride myself on. How can I memorize all of this and forget some of the most important truths in life?

five...I'm amazed at how my life has been fashioned...how opposite things have ended up than what I dreamt and mused they would be...and how utterly delighted I am that they have. It's quite surprising to myself...

six...I think people's perspectives are amazing. How one can see a thing or visit a place and have an completely opposite response than myself? How can I love, love, love something...and then meet someone else who sees it as ugly or unpleasant? How does that happen?

seven...I love when my husband walks into the room while I'm writing and I get to read him my thoughts and listen to his thoughts on them. It's special that I get to do that and I love when it happens.

eight...I love this little town that has become my home. I love the incredible people I've found in it. And I love that, even while it's a slightly small, kind of dusty old place...it holds more charm, talent, and dignity than I've ever seen.

nine...I still, after all this time, have a bit of a wandering heart. A train is rolling through town and, in my mind, it's an old time train carrying old time people (and most of them are wearing hats and carrying hat boxes full of treasures) embarking on a new life. And, although I love my life, sometimes I wish that were me.

ten...Sometimes I feel like there are too many thoughts in my head...and they sort of dart around with no direction or sense of purpose. And then another one comes and gets tangled in the first. And then a third tumbles in...and the first, instead of being released, gets stacked upon and stomped on...and then things start to look fuzzy.

And so I get this...a list of thoughts that have been swimming for awhile...that just needed a place to go. And they landed here.