next time I am going for the brightly flowered stuff ...

I read a post last night about baggage,

I think that when you go through life,
what you experience before, shapes you to who you become ...

some of us go through life with no real turmoil or stress ...
and we have an okay life, nothing really dramatic, nothing really outstanding but an okay life ...

others of us, the baggage may start to accumulate shortly after birth,

Life is kind of like a crap shoot ...
I kind of think along the lines of

but there, for an act of God, go I ...

anyone of us could have easily have had someone else's life, if the conditions had been there ...

my baggage is a part of me,
it has moulded and shaped me to who I am.
It used to control me,
I held myself accountable to it,
foolish soul that I was ...

I realize now,
that sometimes things just happen
through no fault of one's own,
and that sometimes, you need to acknowledge those things and then just file them away,
for if you continue to carry them around with you,
they will just weigh you down.
Soon, you have all of these weights attached to you and although your heart wants to soar,
you are so willing to touch the sky,
you can't ...

baggage ...
if only we could get one of those miracle bags and stuff it all inside, create the vacuum inside and decompress it all, to the size of a flat envelope that could be filed away ....
never to be forgotten,
just simply filed away ...

if ........