This is Fruitycake. I always knew that I was me. And that’s saying a lot. Because some people don’t know who they are.
No matter if I was on the street or in the shelter or in my house on wheels, I was me. I don’t know how to be anyone else. Brickle says it is an art to be fruity. But I’m just being me. However, I will admit that I like it when the persons laugh at me being myself. Girl Person calls it the Art Of Fruity.
She says when I fly and jump, I’m fruity.
She says when I take a nap wherever makes me the happiest, I’m fruity.
And she said not everyone can tap into that fruitiness.
She says persons fight being happy sometimes and therefore, fight to be themselves. They think that happiness is more complicated. I say it’s simple.
If I want to lay down, I’ll lay down. I don’t need a sign telling me it’s ok to do that. What is your favorite thing to do? Do you wait for permission to be happy? You only need to ask yourself.
We all are who we are. A work of art. A happy painting waiting to be painted. Don’t waste your canvas. Paint it the way you want. I choose to make mine Fruity.
We will be here in this Tennessee place until tomorrow. Then we are back on the road. Stay tuned.
–Fruitycake The Raccoon