At twenty nine years old you would think I would have it all figured out by now. Well, maybe you wouldn't think that, but I do. Life is a strange experience that we all go through, no I am not feeding you some cliché on how deep and thought provoking this piece is about to be either. Mostly because it's not. I am sitting here looking at my life wondering how am I still here, how have I made it this far? I know it is not because my circumstances in life were that much different from everyone else's, which we will hold off on for a bit because right here some folks have a question. What is normal? If it were not so typical to "LOL" I would have just now. Do not take any offense because I am sure some of you already have your notions of this atrocity that people label normalness, therefore I will not waste your time with that nonsense. Back to my questions on life or my life or whatever it is I question. In general you will see something stem from somewhere deeper, something I still can not put my ole proverbial finger on. Now seeing how I can not possibly school you on either of these intriguing meaningful ponderings I will tell you of this something that I do know about. Of one thing I have always been sure. How everyone should have the chance to experience this something as I always have. Without this there wouldn't be a me. I call her Ma. A fabulous creature you will all come to know and...love, throughout this tale. Now as important as Ma is to this story it will go in and out and around a very strange loop. That is what happens in any of my tales, I do not want to call it a roller coaster ride, mainly because I think of those as fun, but maybe if you hate roller coasters think of the "questionable parts" as when you puke. Some of you will feel uneasy or as noted question the things you read here. Some of you will carry right along with the story and not "bat a lash" so to say, it will not unsettle you at all. Or will it? Could it be possible that you might be entertained? Either way I encourage you to stick with it but if it becomes unbearable I can surely understand that. I can be long winded, and carry on and on. That is what takes me back to the early years. Where I think I can safely say, where it all started...
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