For so long it seems all things have been bottled up as if I am so tired of the over stimulating messages projected from all. But how long can I keep silent. If there is a passion in each of us and a will to survive--to express--to exhalt we need to stand up. There is a saying that if you do not choose for yourself; someone will choose for you. It is in that instant as those words roll of my tongue that I come to life. I no longer want to be a slave. I will stand up and chant my message even if it is about the wind, about freedom, love and the desire to create change. I will be enslaved by beauty because I choose to be swept up in positivity and hope. That is right, I am choosing now.

An amazing curve in time like this would mean big spontenuity and surprise. My day would be filled with adventure, I mean how often is there an added day to a week. I would run like the wind and tell everyone I loved them. I would twirl in my favorite dress and ask anyone to dance with me. Would we all be surprised??! Proubly not, some would take this time to become even busier. Could we not just stop to smell the dandilions--atleast on an extra 'gift' day?