Tuesday, May 19, 2009


Things have been tense around my home-planet lately. The news, the bills, the everything. Last night I was particularly keyed-up. It was stuffy in our bedroom, so I opened the window behind the bed and passed out watching Dancing With the Stars.

I woke up around two in the morning to the sounds of night birds and crickets. Somehow, the idea that those birds and bugs would be doing that very same thing no matter what happened to me was oddly comforting. It made the struggles of my life seem small and ordinary. Nothing so big or bad that it would stop a bird from singing in the night. My heart expanded and I slept. 


Blogger Andrew Thornton said...

Thanks for giving me a breath of fresh air as well. I know what you mean about the bills and everything. I'm a freelance artist and writer and it's feast for famine. Worrying about how to make ends meet is always a problem.

But I think you have the right idea. Things will work out no matter what. In the end, birds will sing and the crickets will chirp.

May 20, 2009 at 11:42 PM  
Blogger Joelle said...

Hi Andrew,
I'm such a fan of your blog and your work. Thanks for stopping by.

May 21, 2009 at 8:51 PM  
Blogger Gaea said...

Can I giggle nervously over here... : )

May 21, 2009 at 9:36 PM  

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