Saw this quote today and it made me smile. The image is an old one I took in Kalispell, Montana

Fall

{headache}

You have so much to say
So many ideas
Clamoring

Must you think out loud?
I have no room for your thoughts.
My head is already full.

All I have are questions.
I am dizzy from spinning in circles
around them.

Why do you speak to me
without answers?
I can't help you anymore than you can
help me.

defiance

I am like a weed in a garden
When I bloom I am torn
Beaten
For fear my seeds will spread

Sometimes I am so damaged
And humiliated
I think I cannot bloom again
I will not

Am I poisonous?
Do I have thorns?
Does my fragrance offend?
Are my flowers so ugly?

Too bad!
I have no others
And I will not wither away
To make room for more
Of what already grows

waking

I spend more time dreaming

then anything else.

It's hard to be sure

what is real.

But I remember you.

May I sit with you a while?

You remind me of a Friend.