Foggy Eye Piece.

Just sitting in front of the computer screen, hands poised over the keyboard, staring past the blank page in front of me i feel a sense of calm flow over me. Like the waves lapping at the shore it ebbs and flows. The wavelets pawing at higher virgin sand with each subsequent visit. Tumultous but also utterly serene, and their return to lower pastures as certain as tomorrow following today. Foamy psudophodia dancing a jig along the coast.

What is it about certain people that brings out the best in you? Making you want to shake them and let them know how right everything seems in this flawed, but perfect for being so, world. Kiss the frown right off their faces, and give them a glimpse of the world through my eyes. Sure its a little warped and the glasses are scratched, but the view is still uniquely mine. Its the small nuances that get me. Handmade cards, the smile you know is going to light up someone's face when you spot something that they really like, knowing just what someone is thinking by the look on their face, anticipating the answer before asking the question, its the personal touches that make life worth living.

For some inane reason there seem to be a gazillion thoughts ricocheting around my mind at this particular moment. Hopefully the sea will be calm tonight.