When tired eyes close, I know you will be there.
Filling my dreams with beauty beyond compare.
In the morning light where my hearts sighs,
cursed world nothing to fill my empty eyes.
How do I bring this dream to light?
If only just once, to open my eyes to right.
Come fill my eyes with a light that will outshine the day.
Come hear my heart whisper.
Stay.

In my former life, I was a barefoot wild child who learned many lessons by seeing just how close I could get to death. There was one nemesis whom I was never able to overcome was the suck mud, that resided in the bog behind my house. In the winter, it was my bitch. I could race across its frozen surface and lose no more than a single shoe to its hungry grasp. The summer was however a different story. For over a decade, I challenged its iron grasp, and without fail it would steal shoes, socks, shirts and several light jackets. I mention the accursed suck mud because a customer today brought it back to mind.

As some of you know, I do computer support over the phone. Trust me when I tell you the two most common phrases I hear are "this is my fourth call," and "I am glad I finally got someone who speaks English." I cannot explain how I become the fourth person they all talk too, but in the past, the English bit always made me chuckle. Listening to thick southern drawls, mumbled creole, and unlimited flavors of Ebonics. I could help but chuckle as they butchered English complained about someone else's accent.

Today was special. When I picked up the line, I was greeted as the fourth call, and met with a twenty minute tirade about how impossible it is to get someone who speaks English on the phone. After my initial "what the fuck am I chopped liver" reaction, I was suddenly taken back to my childhood and my suck mud nemesis. Having grown up in an extended Hindi family, I am more than accustomed to hearing the American English embedded inside their phrases. That being said, this caller had an accent that is thicker than suck mud. Even with my decades of exposure to the regional dialects and Hindi turned English phrasing, I was having trouble understanding what he was saying. Although I am sure that I responded with the appropriate level of empathy and understanding of his plight, the only thought on my mind was "really? Are you serious? You are complaining accents? Really? You?" Sometimes I wonder how my auto pilot works. Whatever he heard, I am certain it was English, and empathetic. Although, i remember none of it. Sometimes it sucks to be good at what I do. I have such a lovely Hindi accent I could have deployed. Apologizing for his ridiculous bias with a Gujarati flair would have made a painful day more bearable.

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My favorite sandals are kaput. While I love shoe shopping, I prefer shopping with/for someone else. It is all a very evil scam! They all look so cool. So hard to choose! Finally, after much debate, I decide on the right pair. Now comes the agony. They are attractive brown leather slip on sandals (no thong). They are attractive right up to the point you have them pulled in a size 13! Then the whole look changes. That neat stifching pattern on the display, now looks like it was stitched with carpet yarn! That clever little strap is now over an inch wide! Dammit I hate buying shoes!

Stroll with me along a meandering mountain path, until we find a place heretofore unseen. A place man does not know. A land long ago the gods forgot. Just over this rise peace awaits and forever is found.

A beautiful soft light warms my soul. The promise of one breathless kiss guiding my mind. One face appears again and again. When you appear, it is like my heart returns and I am whole.

You have seen it all, a million times. Shimmering rays of light dancing over a still pool, merely a pale reflection of you. This time see it with eyes blessed to be gazing upon you. Feel the warmth your beauty stirs inside my tired heart. See how each breath is lighter, love's hope renews, with each glimpse of you.

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