If only God made us love from the kidneys.
That way when one's down, we still have the other. We could also avoid cheesy terms like Heart-breaks, or heartbroken, heart-less. I mean who wants to say, I love you with both my "kidneys"????
In any case, I have got it messed up. My brain's constantly moving to my kidneys. I think with a full head of toxins and messed up water. Why sometimes I think my anatomy's so nomadic, you could hand me a medal and ask me where my heart went? Still looking last I checked.
In basketball, they call this "traveling."
I remember a while back in Taipei, there was a bunch of people giving people free hugs. (wait, i've never actually bought a hug before so I'm not sure why I say "free")
So yes, anyway they were just like the happy groupies who wanted world peace and had these cheery looks on their faces. Eager to make the world a better place, to dispense the bile that's going on too wildly.
And people stood around and watched as did I.
My friend chuckled and walked away and must have done a few monologues by herself before realizing I wasn't there.
I went and hugged the world peace groupies. And stood there for a good few minutes contemplating if I should perhaps become a total hippie and just do this for a living. Okay, maybe the thought did bizarrely cross my mind and just as bizarrely left.
When I was three, I thought the world was crazy weird, chaotic and filled with noise. People were always always falling on their faces around me, since they were little people like me too. And then they would fall, chuckle or sob their eyes out and start up again. Some took to the floor crawling a whole lot longer perhaps because they liked the patterns of their tiles. Or you have the no-fear studs who aced it by running before they walked, or erm stood.
Not a whole lot has changed.
Maybe I'll write again when I turn four.
Footnote: The term "traveling" is used to suggest that the author deserved a ticket or charge/penalty for moments where standard protocol required one to "keep still".
This was not written to diss or put down any part of the anatomy. May your kidneys be blessed!
Be inspired and inspire.