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here i go .... hurdling through life at the speed of consciousness ...
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| ...................................................... here i go .... hurdling through life at the speed of consciousness ... every so often stopping .... to jot down a few words about my travels .... of all the things .... i can remember ... hoping to remember ... all the things that i have forgot ... nothing is insignificant .... ...................................................... along the way ... all the little phrases ... i have come up with ... that i have made little stories of ... i hope they never stop ... ...................................................... every day begins ... where will i go ... every day ends ... where have i been ... what do i need ... dominates over ... what do i want ... ...................................................... i suffer from the peter pan syndrome ... as i call it ... because ... i feel the same way ... i always have ... never changing ... like i never grew up .. though ... i have handled all the responsibilities ... that have come my way ... ...................................................... when i was younger ... i felt like a space cadet ... there was to much information to take in ... what to believe and what not to believe .... but now ... i am truly older and wiser ... the later, still is a never ending quest ... ...................................................... life is like plowing a field ... by hand ... row after row ... stopping only ... to get rid of the rocks ... that get in the way ... then one day ... the last row ... will be done ... one then can stop ... look back at that work ... and take some pride ... ...................................................... at the same time ... you have to be the rock ... this is my approach ... to the lives of my children ... as they live their lives ... in ever changing currents ... i will be there ... like that rock ... that never moves ... that will always be ... in the same place ... there for them ... ..................................................... i was some where .... with a couple of guys i know ... this pretty woman walk by ... our heads turn ... you couldn't help but notice ... they make a comment ... that she was so very fine ... i had to agree ... with them ... because ... i'm ... ..... not dead yet ..... .................................................... |
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