Left my underwear at home today…

To celebrate my Friday, I decided to mix it up a little today and leave my underwear at home. Why not? This might not exactly be what most would interpret “casual Fridays” to mean, but what the hell, I did. Besides what better way to kick off a weekend and embrace my freedom, than by welcoming a slight breeze flowing to my derrière?!

Now this was no Paris Hilton scene, and there were no paparazzi around to witness this grand event, but it had a profound impact on my overall persona and general outlook on life today. I spent the first few blocks walking down the street with a crooked grin on my face… it felt strangely satisfying to have a this secret hiding beneath my dress. I spent the next few minutes starring down my fellow passengers at Forest Hills to make sure none of them had x-ray vision. Finally satisfied, I rested easy into my seat, assuring myself that no one knew my dirty little deed of the day!

The rest of my afternoon was history in the making… after conquering my inhibitions, I now solemnly vow to leave my panties at home (at least on Fridays that is)! There is something incredibly satisfying about permitting yourself the freedom to try something a little risque… so the next time you find yourself stuck in a mundane routine, perhaps there are little things in life that each of us might be inspired to try to spice things up a bit?

Invisable Thoughts

I’ve struggled for years to find my voice and have the courage to share my words… often this leads me to miserable bouts of insomnia. One day, years ago, I wrote this in the middle of the night…

I think these thoughts inside my head… up all night, they don’t let me sleep, up all night, they want to speak. Stuck inside, thoughts thinkin, barely breathin’, all crammed inside. Thinkin’, thinkin’, thinkin’, STOP! Please leave these thoughts and let me be… LET ME BE!

CAN’T! Got somethin’ to say, gotta find my voice and set them free. Somebody put these thoughts inside my head, blessed me with this curse that keeps me up at night. My invisable thoughts, can’t nobody see, ‘cuz I never explored that side of me. Never the courage to give my thoughts words to speak… can’t get ‘em out. SILENCED, can’t cough up the words. SCARED, what might you think of me? My words, my mind, thoughts inside of me, anxiously waiting their debut. Someday their voice will come, crackly at first, then well-versed. They’ll breathe fresh air, claim their space… I can only hope they’ll find their place.

No more invisable thoughts!