Dreamers

Of all the different type of people in the world, I get along best with dreamers.
I don't know what it is that makes their excitment, but like a common cold, with dreamers, it's contagious.
You begin to see and to dream and to grow, with dreamers.
They are the ones who seem to bounce on their toes as they smile to themselves, these dreamers.
So please tell me your dreams and hopes and fears, that together we may smile and be dreamers.
11/17/86

That was a long time ago, but it is still true. Dreamers see the best in the past, present, and future.

Prose

OK so I mentioned prose, well 20 years ago I handled the hardships in my life by writing prose. So here is the announcment, I will go back and occasionally add a prose from that time period. If I can find them.

Middle-aged woman

Maralee Stallings is an incredable woman with a vast knowledge of literature, religion, history etc. After being hounded by frineds and total strangers she now has a blog, http://ijustfinditinteresting.blogspot.com/ where she will expound on these subjects. It is for this reason I have started this blog so I could comment on hers.

Therefore, with courage and abandonment, she sallied forth into the world of prose, fearing nothing, save the cat under her bed. A middle-aged mind sharp as a tack, fingers flying across the keyboard, crossing the references and finding the folly, scoffing at the insidious idea that nothing is related, and giving freely of her knowledge to the students at her feet who had come by hoof and foot, by sail and internet, to learn of timeless tells, forgotten words, and iconic phrases with meanings ever hidden.
Tell us oh great one expound we implore, the chanting crowd begs, “Give us more!”

Enjoy and perhaps I too will write of things I know.
Bob