If a Little Fig Fell

Thursday, November 13, 2008

If a Little Fig Fell

Current mood:  artistic

I just wanted to write something down, have an iddy biddy diddy hummin' inside my noggin. I wonder what I would do if I could write down a word or two every now and then, probably something else like I do. And I wonder what I could do with all the time in the world to just put it all down on paper, probably something else just like we humans do. So for now I guess I'll lament my lack of time to even find the time to rhyme although I know that's just a fallacy (see?). I blind my mind by the wherewithall to do anything and everything I've ever wanted to and then complain that I'd rather be writing it all down – what comes up inside. It's the experience though; I have to admit, not the etch-a-sketching, that seems to hit the tree of my life's fruits, and down come all the things that make up my dreams and everything else too so it seems…