UnWritten

Posted on August 1, 2007 by Wyzwmn
I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it inNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
~Natasha Bedingfield~
sophmoric?
you betcha!
but….
uplifting anyway…Wyz
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Friends till the end….

Posted on July 31, 2007 by Wyzwmn

this morning I sent 4 of my friends that I am going on holidays with an email suggesting that I should pull outta our holidays because I am currently suffering from a bad case of carpel tunnel and tennis elbow in my right arm…

I can’t lift anything…can’t open a bloody pill bottle without help and sometimes have trouble getting my drawers up….(betcha that was a visual you didn’t need….LoL) so I can’t ride my trike for hours on end…

throttle?

right hand?

ya know?

I wanted to be very honest with them about the condition of my arm and that I can’t even pack my own damn trike….

they were unanimous in their acclaim that I should come and they will pace with me…dress me…make my bed, install a throttle lock…and otherwise pack me around like the lead weight I currently am….er as my brother 3Wheel says “walking wounded”

I’m all sappy about this….but that is….as they say….what “friends till the end!” is

and I thank them all

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