Belton Lake (borrowed from here).Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'er fraught heart, and bids it break.
Macbeth, IV.iii.241-242
I'm going home tomorrow. Home home. Belton home.
It's been a while since I've posted; I've been busy and I started a new writing venture with Brittney: Daily Journal Prompts. We give prompts to the world/each other to write. We also made a simple spin of thought questions (no pretty pics or anything to go along with them), just questions to make you think. So I've been working on that when I write. I really like it.
I've had some personal problems ongoing but life is life. I got some tragic news Friday and that's all I've really been able to think about.
I was watching Beyonce's I am... World Tour show today and as always, Queen Bee had some great words of wisdom. She said she wonders why sometimes, why does she have the talent she does, why her? But then she said, "It's not my place to question God, I'm just going to use what he gave me and live my dreams." WELL SAID GIRL. No wasting time. Just live.
Vegas was fun. Love my goldens. I'll do a post about it at some point in life, I'm sure.
Right now I'm just living.
