higher ground

I just gotta get away from the gossip mongers and the drama queens. they're startin to get in my head just a little too much; it's gone way beyond merely amusing stuff to wag on about to those of us who should know better. So, gather around all you people of wisdom and insight, people of interest and faith and curiousity. Come sit in my parlour, share a glass of wine or scotch or coffee or tea. Let's come and talk of the way the light looks after an evening storm, the way it feels to get slammed by a bigger body than your own, the day you felt like the only one you could rely on was you. Let's rail against the government or big business or the very rich. Let's commune over the growing of tomatoes and the planning of great big futures. Let's notice the art and share the good stories and laugh and laugh until we pee our pants almost.
I'm going to shut the door to the drama queens and vampires. Not answer the phone to the gossip girls. Raise myself a little higher in the world. Come sit with me.