Words are not strong enough
10/06/2005 06:00 a.m.
and are thus lies. You said this a long time ago, and the sublime truth of it echoes today and past tomorrow.

I think they can at least point in the right direction though, and I hope that through this they can let us find pure and beautiful truth through their guidance of our own thoughts. Here now are a few pretty lies, and here's hoping they're prettier ones than the first few I told you. I did own up to the fact that the first ones belonged on a Hallmark card, at least. I'm putting this here so you can see it now; timing is important, after all. There's no good place to put these types of things on here.

Thank you for showing me that I can appreciate the wonder in things without worrying whether or not they will stay or evaporate through time. It may come off from time to time as a stupidly stubborn overconfidence in the future, but all I see is a knowledge of what is right and beautiful in front of me. Sometimes this consumes my thoughts to the point I don't worry about long term issues or things that perhaps should or do place barriers in our path, but I hope my ceaseless overconfidence can be excused a bit because of this.

Thank you for telling me I should write. I'm still far from good about writing my thoughts, but at least the fact that I have an acount here says I'm better about it than my previous months of drought would otherwise say.

Thank you for a few beautiful days in August. Thank you for showing me so many great and memorable things that my thoughts go back to those days every time my eyes close more constantly then if I'd had a mural of those days inscribed on my eyes themselves.

Thank you for a year, dear heart.