Sunday Secret

emotionsFrom one moment to the next, I’m hurled from absolute joy to abject poverty mind. It happens so quickly that I consider buying myself a helmet. The sky is limitless, yet in my constricted monkey mind, all I can see is an inch ahead of me. An inkling of knowledge. A smidgeon of faith. Still, I keep moving forward, with the hope of wisdom on my side and I open my arms to forthrightness and I throw myself toward truth and I wait, with a certain excited anticipation, for the moment when I might see the whole thing dripping in truth.

Yours In Constant Attempting,
Sally So What

2 Comments on "Sunday Secret"

  1. Catalyst says:

    That’s why Cooper is there.

  2. PJ says:

    Would the helmet be for your heart or for your head? If it would be for your head I think you should save your money until they invent one that fits inside your skull and maybe even right over your amygdala. When you find one, pick one up for me, too, please.