Gotta fly, gotta fly. Doesn’t it seem like everyone is always saying that in one way or another? Thoughts like these just fly through my mind.
This week’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “fly/flies/flew/flu/flue.” Choose one, use ’em all, it’s up to you. Have fun!
How will we ever decrease our stress numbers when we’re never able to stop for a while and smell the roses? What are we rushing for anyway? To achieve our dreams? What good is achieving our dreams if we have never learned how to stop and enjoy the moment. Being should be the primary goal for any dreamer.
Around my house lately, there has been another nuisance preventing us from peace: flies. I’m not sure where they are coming from but I think the neighbors hand their garbage out too much so the flies have sort of settled into their circle of life. I enjoy using the swatter but it seems there is always that one who eludes me. I can think of all sorts of metaphors about fles but I’ll spare you for now. This is a challenge and I intend to fly through it! Today I’m going to see Wilie Nelson at the Greek theater. I loved his tunes as a kid. My how time flies that I am going to see him with my wife of nearly 13 years. She liked him growing up as well.
Yesterday the clouds of smoke flew by my house in the Pines Fire, also called the Baldy Mesa fire. When it started I figured they’d get it under control fast but a day later, it is still not contained. People on the news were coughing from the fire, it was the same as having the flu: completely undesirable. Some days your the windshield, some fays you’re the bug. Let’s hope that fire gets put out quickly and those displaced people can get back to their homes or to rebuilding. Up here in the High Desert, there aren’t any flues like in LA putting out noxious fumes. For us, the wildfires are the biggest enemy.