Tuesday, September 29, 2009

No Need (Random Short Song)

To run and to sing
And to dance and to play
Is to feel so fulfilled
You need nothing to say

As we laugh we may cry.
You may feel you can fly,
Then we see we have
No need for gravity.

I say- as the clouds roll around in the sky,
That they giggle when they see how we're planted.

But I know we are free, more than they-
We can run and can dance, sing, and play!

Friday, September 18, 2009

Dear Mom,

Dear Mom,
I'm sorry I took off the comment setting on my blog.
I tried putting it back on for you.
It didn't work.
I don't know how to do it.
I'm sorry!
Love, Becca

Bored In My Wee Corner

(Written while working at NAPA Auto Parts
in my little corner of a cashier counter.)

Well. I am successfully bored.
Really. And I'm hungry
too.
I'm sitting, well, standing
in my wee
corner and
I don't have
anything
to do. But write.
So I write.
And I hope, with
my writing, I successfully
portray myself succeeding
at being bored.
Hmmm... I just thought to
myself..
I'm not (too) bored
anymore.
Maybe I'm not very
successful after all.

Writing is too fun.

Skipped Pages

It just so happens that sometimes, pages get skipped. It doesn't really mean anything. It's kind of a part of life.

Why do pages get skipped? Is it intentional? Not usually. Sometimes while writing, a body will get so caught up in their work that they don't pay attention as they flip the page. The time just isn't taken to separate one page from another - or - to make sure the pages have been separated.

On the other hand, sometimes it is on purpose. Sometimes a writer may just say, "I'm not really feeling those next pages.." and skips them. It isn't wrong. It just... is.

Sometimes, pages get skipped. It isn't right, wrong... good, or bad.. Like I said, it just is. You can come back to them if you choose to but it isn't really necessary. Though, I won't lie. Sometimes, it is enjoyable. :)

Monday, September 7, 2009

Cookies

I was about to make cookies tonight and....
I didn't have any brown sugar.
Tomorrow.
Cookies.
I can't wait.