Love, Patiently

I went to creating my vision board…anyone who’s watched the secret knows.

And I cut out girls with hot jackets and sweet stockings cause’ I want clothes to look that good on me. I taped all the dream vacations I could imagine and the school I will one day own and my dog and the bike I will ride instead of a car and the legs I want onto the poster board. There were trips to Vietnam and the Grand Canyon, African Safaris and storms in the Caribbean; there were parts of me I never even knew I wanted that I plastered onto the paper to focus on and make real. But there was something missing from the magazines, and I searched through all those easy images that came in the mail and plastered the streets and the papers we hold. No lovers worth cutting out had been come upon. I had no love to place besides my ocean view and garden gazebo and spiritual bliss. There were no pictures of love in the magazines; spiritual bliss yes, funny to say, but love no. And it has left my vision board lacking in the one dream I would so like to relish in.