I think I've lost something. I felt that feeling something is missing But I couldn't say what? I sat too long in hopes... I would remember just what had gone away. I stood up to walk around that feeling of loss wouldn't go away. I stared out the window hoping my mind would reach out and find ~something I tried to distracted my thoughts by not thinking "what could be missing?" Maybe, it would find me. That didn't work well the loss was heavy on my mind I needed to know "what have I left behind?" It was like a black hole had filled the space where memories had once been placed. The struggle my thoughts put to my mind made me wonder was it me I had left behind? I live in a world where my thoughts are my own I haven't shared my dreams with anyone. I've built a safe around my self where even I have no key. Maybe the something I have forgotten
The Coffee Camper is a 5x10 Teardrop camper that was turned into an espresso/coffee traveling cart. She is dressed and ready to go to camp grounds, events, and business's to serve hot, yummy, delicious beverages. There is also poetry sprinkled through out the blog.