The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use the words. – Philip K Dick
The value of life lies not in the length of days, but in the use we make of them; a man may live long yet live very little.
– Michel de Montaigne
I look out the window across the hill behind my house and balanced carefully on the fence is Titch, my cat. As I raise my eyes to the horizon, there are wisps of thin cloud across a beautiful blue sky. The week is only half over, I’m exhausted, but very happy. I had a good day today and my thoughts wander to the people that made my day a little nicer, my life a little easier. I want to show my gratitude, but I’m afraid it would sound corny. So, instead of spilling my guts to them, I write about sweet thoughts and clear skies right here.
Sometimes I wish I could pull the people that matter to me aside and tell them what I really think of them without worrying about the repercussions. Try this, think of someone special in your life. Write them a letter and say everything you feel, every thought in your head, every wish you have for them. You don’t have to give it to them, but sometimes by writing the truth, you can surprise yourself with the depth of your feelings and your own ability to articulate them. It’s amazing what you can find out about yourself and your feelings about people once you try to express them. Have a go and see where your heart takes you.
Writing Prompt: Nothing But Blue Skies