Everything looks better …

… on a good nights sleep. At least that’s what my mother always tells me.  And, even more so on three whole nights of uninterrupted slumber. So, with that said, I awoke this morning to an epiphany.

Yes, you heard me correctly,





And I bet you thought they were reserved only for the religious and saints, eh?


I won’t go in to too much detail, but suffice it to say, my frown has been turned upside down (yep, I’m even using corny catch phrases). 


It’s amazing how something so utterly small, a kernel really, can open ones eyes and terminate the bleeding arteries immediately.

It’s also important to note that ones self worth is self defined.

Happiness comes from the inside, not the outside. And, ones existence is not based on others love or acceptance.

So, as they say: “To thine own self be true”. 

And the moment you embrace this truth, you’ll truly know.

Trust me.

In the end.

What are you thinking she asks?

There is no answer. Only the silence that she has now come to know.

What happened to all the words?

It seems they were ripped violently from this plane

only to be absorbed by black matter that will never let them go.

Where is the laughter? Why has it died away? Were there no watering holes to fuel it’s liquid needs?

What of the tears?

They have dried and formed small hills of salt on the plains of her existence.

Where is the proof of lovely times past?

It has disappeared like invisible ink.  Only to be seen again when acidic juice falls upon the pages. Revealing what was but is no longer.

What of the heart?

It wills upon itself scar tissue, in the hope of covering open wounds.

But it wasn’t all bad. Right?