The silly old teasing egg yolk🍳

............My quest these days is to find my long lost inner child, but I'm afraid if I do, I'll end up with food in my hair and way too in love with the cats." - Kenny Loggins

It was beautiful on how we sailed on the boat of innocence in this journey called life. With enthusiasm, a smile and most of all a doubtless heart. Heading straight to the destinations of dreams, fantasy, fairy tale. With no guiding compass, an instinctive zeal locked in the stars takes us from the pod to the river, from the river to the sea and the sea to the ocean, thrilling us with splashing in the rain with our red boots, flower printed drenched dress and wet hair, a distant dream of dancing again in the same rain with prince charmimg wearing the red prom dress. intoxicating us with existence, a thought of unconditional love, an ending line of opportunities, attainable dreams, fantasies and fairy tale we flow to the sounds of love, laughter and a happy ending. Its beautiful how we start candid on life's play, to slowly learn the plot as we go, innocence leading the way to abandon our immature soul mid way leaving the stage for pain, disappointment and reality, leaving us floating in the middle of the ocean to be broke and mended. With bruised skin and dented mind, lost in sea with no script, we wonder how we got there, where to go and if we are forever lost. Confusion shakes our mild nature, our calm mind and gentle soul creating chaos only we can feel as the world moves on oblivious leaving us feeling invisible. “Desire is not what you see, but what you imagine.”  

"......There are men too gentle to live among wolves Who toss them like a lost and wounded dove. Such gentle men are lonely in a merchant’s world, Unless they have a gentle one to love." —James Kavanaugh, There Are Men Too Gentle To Live Among Wolves