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    dots Submission Name: note to self #832dots
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    Author: isabella
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    i was waiting for sun to rise this morning. (i needed it to rise this morning.) out on my stoop, wearing a pink fluffy robe, all was quiet. no crickets. no bugs. no birds. no sun. only the sound of cosmo rustling through zinnias. made me wish i were cold. made me wish i felt nothing at all. i was looking for indifference. willing it, actually. but on the way to work, between thoughts, tears, and working it out, i got to just up over the mountain and it was as if God had said: Chin up, kid. I've got your back.

    there it was.

    big and round and bright and blinding.
    I've got your back.








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      I get that same note, and often on my 30 minute drive to work. I often wonder how people cope if they can't hear that voice or won't. And whether this was personal or not, the gloom of the day works as a great contrast to the brightness later.
    | Posted on 2015-02-12 00:00:00 | by jaycee | [ Reply to This ]
      I hope you're publishing these.
    | Posted on 2012-11-20 00:00:00 | by Vancrown | [ Reply to This ]
      wow, some days are like this...we need that push from behind...chin up and face the day..whatever was dark in the night...now light has been shed upon it...and things are looking up..

    i like how you take us over that hill...and there she is---the much needed sun to invigorate us...bring us back.

    jacob
    | Posted on 2012-05-10 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      And God said, "Chin up kid!". Nice. That's a beautiful relationship you have. Sunrise is perhaps the original metaphor for things getting better, another day, new things to come.
    | Posted on 2011-12-03 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]
      i understand this.
    i swear, i do.
    i don't know if you meant to have it sound almost wistful that God wouldn't come, but it does. and i'm glad i'm not the only one who feels that.
    it seems whenever you don't want him to be there is when he's there.
    when you /need/ him, i always feel oddly absent.
    he's a fickle thing.

    i just appreciate this.
    your writing style is incredibly appealing.
    | Posted on 2011-09-17 00:00:00 | by crashley | [ Reply to This ]
      I like what you wrote here. I like what Matt had to say about God being what is already bound to happen.

    We may pray for indifference but what is warm and blinding is what gives us life. What gives us hope.
    | Posted on 2011-09-15 00:00:00 | by JanePlane | [ Reply to This ]
      note to self -
    epiphanies crowd our lives
    like grocery lists
    that our distracted eyes
    fail to acknowledge
    as we sail over cliffs
    hoping we've learned to fly
    | Posted on 2011-08-20 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]
      I could feel this one quite well. Just looking at life and feeling depressed, feeling like your life is complete shit. Wanting to just be a part of nature, or not to be, not to ever exist.

    And that line in the begining. Waiting for the sun to rise Needing the sun to rise.

    I really like that; you assume that the sun will rise every morning, but you just really need it to rise this particular morning.
    And then when God spoke to you, the sun did rise. It's like this comparing God to nature. Him becoming what is already bound to happen.

    Good write.

    Matt
    | Posted on 2011-08-20 00:00:00 | by OneDarkFlame92 | [ Reply to This ]
      awesome! while i read the beginning i was thinking.."hmm,what is this about?" and i def was on the porch with you as i kept reading i was driving to work with you...only to my job in my car..feeling that same confusion,that same pain,and as you saw the sunrise i did too! and what an amazing,uplifting of spirit as god said in not so many words...i got your back,kid! i think i really liked this one cause i related so much and it really did speak to me cause in times of emotional need,i lean on god too,quite heavily actually...! anyway great write and loved the positive message within the lost emotion and emptiness...keep it up...crazy...
    | Posted on 2011-08-20 00:00:00 | by crazyphreshone | [ Reply to This ]


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