#41: March 21, 2013: Hot Air Balloons
I love hot air balloons. I used to help out a crew, back when I lived in PA. I went to festivals and rallies with them - a couple of times I got to go up in the air. It's incredible. Being up there and surrendering to the breeze, wind, and atmosphere. It's a breath-taking moment- literally, sometimes. There's nothing like it. Even setting the balloon up can be meditative and also exhilarating. Standing at the mouth, holding the envelope open, feeling the heat of the flames pump from the burners and the constant wind from the fan. It's so loud you can't hear anything and you're left with just your own thoughts.
Even after seeing another balloon collapse while I was in the air, I still have this love for it. Nothing can take it away. I miss it.
#42: March 24, 2013:
During "that time of the month" I don't tend to become angry or hostile, like most men assume of women, unless of course provoked. I do become over emotional through. A lot of the time I just want to be held, made feel like I was loved and wanted. I try not to make any big decisions during that week. That's all. It's not rocket science - just tell me that you love me, want me, and all that.
#43: APRIL 4, 2013: Fair game
As a non-fiction writer, I tend to think that just about anything (with a couple exceptions) is fair game in my writing - so consider yourself warned! ;)
