Showing posts with label poor health. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poor health. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Of Bare Feet and Bicycles...

I am a gypsy of sorts... nothing makes me happier than to dash about with my feet bare.  To splash about in the puddles of a summer thunder storm.  To dance in the rain and feel each drop caress my face. Aye, that is what makes this gypsy goth gal dance.

I long for the open road, just me and my bicycle, "Meg".  If it were up to me, I would set off a crossed country just me, "Meg", and whatever I could fit in a bike trailer.  I would stay at churches, visit friends, and just be free.  Would that I were healthier, so that I might do it!


~ Morria

Tuesday, May 13, 2003

Journey to Kansas City

I am going to Kansas City today, fun and shopping!!!  ^_^  Wish Bev and Rayne could be here, but we shall talk via phone.
My poor health remains.  My body is weak, though my mind is alive and my spirit souring.  There is so much I am to do for God while I am here; 'tis time to get started. Enough moaning about.  'Tis time!!!

~ Morria