I didn’t sleep well last night, I lay in bed until well after 11 pm and I couldn’t get to sleep. As I tossed about trying to grab the elusive dreamworld but my mind kept working. It continued to grab snippets of thoughts, pondered them momentarily and then moved on to the next one. Honesty …
Have you ever thought that inanimate objects have a soul, a memory to go with their past life? I have to believe they do. Everything, tables and chairs, trees and flowers, perhaps money, have a history, if only they could tell their story. Well, maybe not rocks but possibly them too. Imagine the tales.