Writing is like being able to put life into a snow globe. It takes the things that are too big and scary and reduces them into a form that I can put away when I want and look at from a distance. It also takes all that’s good in life and captures it into something I can take out when I want and look at close up and keep forever. It makes the bad things into something I can hold…and the good things into something I can hold onto. Both help so much that I need that little souvenir of life.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Totally Random Tuesday: Life
Sometimes life is a violin and sometimes a fiddle, and sometimes both at once…but it’s all beautiful music.
Hmmm...what to do when it's rap? LOL
ReplyDeleteGimme some of that good old ....what kind of music?! Foot-stompin', opera-singing, bellowing-it-out-there kind!
ReplyDeleteOh yeah, turn it up :)
ReplyDeleteHanding out blog luv today please stop by and pick some up. ;)
Sorry I'm late PC issues :(
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow
I agree. To the unbiased ear there is no sound that isn't music.
ReplyDeleteLOL, Lisa, leave it to you to ask those profound questions! ;)
ReplyDeleteYep, Becky, that would be you all right!
Sorry about your PC issues, Jules! I like that Valentine idea and am working on it....
Ooh, nothingprofound, I have chills! Thanks so much for stopping by!