Sparkles on my Skin

-I love sparkles on my skin. How old do you think I have to be to be considered senile enough to bath in glitter, and have it be ok?

-Canyon- "Let's Go, Psycho!"

-Creeden- Player, or "Play-her" (forehead smack)

-Waves. Love my wave earrings. Love my wave ring. Love my wave necklace.

-Canyon said at Rigby Lake. "This sure isn't very big waves!" Funny, and sad.

-Paralyzed by schedule. It's a very real trauma.
My summer. My messy house. My weedy yard.
It's due  to the paralyzation of planning for the next thing. New York, Virginia, Elite Camp, Swim Lessons, Camping, Reunion, Trek.

Inspiration. ? Choice.

What chemical is lacking when my vision sees only, dead leaves, yellow grass, weeds.
Missing the forest for the trees.

Indifferent. Need. Want. Desire.

I think these are the levels of care in a relationship. And, when I think about these, I think in only the level of what the other holds me. I started this thought process in regards to intimacy. (Which, yes, is not in the first two) But, really, isn't this truth for all relationships. The problem for me in the world is I am a person who wants level 3, or 4. I want to be Wanted. I want to be Desired.  Do you know that I dream, yes my dreams are that someone Wants me. They are infatuated with me. They think that I am amazing. (It's always an unknown face) They adore me. I am not sure I have ever been adored. I do really like that word though.