Inspiration in its purest form

I was sitting in my living room this evening pondering how I should tackle my original blog topic of sexual harassment in the workplace when an even more inspired idea came to me.  I was talking online with a friend and watching Naked Boys Singing! and the sing Window to Window comes on.  This simple song and he imagery on the screen totally vacated my original topic and inspired tonight's posting.

As some who read this blog have discovered by now, I am one of those boys in the song.  I am waiting for a man from across the way to call for me.  We both have made tentative gestures but both retreated like scared rabbits (there is some irony in this for those in the know).  Yet we never seem to be able to reach that final step were we are face to face, together, telling each other our heart's truth.

Now I only know my own mind and heart for sure and what I know is that I need to tell him once and for all how I feel before it is too late.  I once wrote that "if I wait to long the people who need to be told maybe gone..."

... and in this case the one person who needs to be told already has an incredible knack for disappearing.