Tomorrow I’m releasing my origami hearts out into the wild, I guess. A little early but, I am ready to get rid of them.  I did do a trial run of them at the library and I have no idea how that faired. Probably a bit whimsy, which is the ultimate goal.

A life without whimsy is a dimsy life. I made up a word!

A part of me is anxious for some reason. It’s not at all weird a 40 something year old is making paper crafts and writing weird messages and doodles in them, no it’s not…shakes head, yes it is. It’s like my inner child is unleashed. But it’s not at all any different from my cards. The cards though I get to choose who gets them. This I cannot say, or if my boss will take them away and say you can’t leave these here.

I also feel that maybe someone out there, and I mean a lot of people out there right now need some light in their life. This world is dragging everyone down. And if I can spread some light to just a small part of the community then I feel like I have a sense of purpose. Valentine’s Day can suck for those without anyone, and even though I’m comfortable being alone now, some others may not be. Then there are kids who don’t have loving parents, or friends, maybe a paper heart will cheer them up. Maybe a widow or widower who is alone finds a paper heart and it makes them smile. So I’m going to do it. I may feel uncomfortable but I’m so tired of being in my comfort zone, my bubble. I’ve let so many opportunities and people pass me by because of it.

Paper Hearts do your thang! Hahaha