What Siri!!

My phone keeps suggesting I open up my app and write something. So ok!

I heard an amazing song anyway. One I need to share 🙂

Life is free and easy.. love is a different story. Like? Yeah, I like it all lol…

Could you be that fine love uhm
That 1949 love uhm
That quiver in your spine love
The summer wine love
Could you be that sweet love
That sated replete love uhm
That Mediterranean heat love huuu huuu
That stuck-on-repeat love
Just grab a warm body

Sheesh those pretty lyrics.

Hope your love is all this and more.

✌️🖤

Raq

A Symptom

A symptom of being human.

I can’t help but think of you when I hear this song.

Not that you even remember when my birthday is or that November rain is a favorite song.

Maybe it’s just the group and how obsessed you were with them.

So I guess memories, feelings and songs can be symptoms of being human.

No matter, the song is amazing, where you lack lol.

We’re all just passing through
Passengers on a ship of fools

✌️❤️

Raq

On replay

This song plays and replays in my mind. Not a bad thing. I guess it could be worse.

It’s been a nice couple of days. Just one quick visitor and a few phone calls. Solitude is such a good healer.

Back to the song….❤️

✌️❤️

So it goes, on and on

Life just keeps rolling along.

Like it or not.

You know how they say it’s the little things?

It is, they just add up.

Like everything, just adds up. Your only choice is to keep going on your own steam.

You know I tried so long
Every time I thought I found it, I was wrong

I am the love of, the love of my life

✌️❤️

Raq

I am!

Irony

There is irony in the healing…

On the daily there seems to be a deep vortex of blackness that swallows me up by late afternoon. Yet I have found that by evening a letter from a stranger far away telling me of his life and daily happenings can actually help. For just a few minutes I can see life through someone else’s eyes. The only person that may actually get it. No tip toeing around what’s happened and actually showing up. What a special kind of person. A real friend? Isn’t it ironic? Who shows up and who doesn’t.

Here’s to real people… they are so rare….

The song? Just a smooth lovely listen.

✌️❤️

Raq

A heart searching

In English… I miss you

In Nahuatl (ancient mesoamerican language)…

More like my heart is searching for you…

How beautiful is that?

Totazque…

✌️❤️

Raq

What can I say?

I’m surviving’

I am!

With or without you… like the rest… heh

Go on with your fake world…

What happens when you trust again?…

This song was in my head as I woke up this beautiful morning… must be a reason…

And I’m not gonna lie
Say I’ve been alright
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been living upside downWhat can I say? I’m survivin’
Crawling out these sheets to see another day

I’m gonna be fine
I’m gonna be fine
I think I’ll be fine

✌️🖤

Raq

Locked love?

One of my stops is Byram MS… at the Swinging Bridge.

So if you walk on it yes, it moves and I suppose you could get it to swing.

So as I walked into the bridge, two young fellas were standing near the middle and yell, “ y’all better hurry if you wanna see a alligator.” Uh yeah I wanna see one… sure enough on the bank of the river was a good sized alligator. Cool!

So after the alligator excitement a small walk on the bridge I noticed all these locks on the bridge.. now let me just say my mind was just reeling… locks? Omg 💕

These young men were very kind and happy to talk. So I had to ask, even though I knew the answer… so what do these locks signify? One of the men said it’s for love. The things you run into when you least expect it. Well, in France there’s a bridge where two lovers write their names on a lock put it on the bridge and throw the key in the river.. Someone must have brought that with them here. So very cool. Locks for days… love?

I sure hope so…

So this was all cool and all but, back at camp… a red cardinal… yeah ..

And just to dig it all an’ not to wonder, that’s just fine
And I’ll be satisfied not to read in between the lines

Happy 4th!

✌️❤️

Raq