just about when i feel spiritually fit

i can count on it coming, something that could cause me to trip

i try to watch out for it and sometimes i succeed and sometimes i end up with bruised and bloody knees

that is just the nature of life, we are never going to be perfect and many times we don’t get it right

but i’m trying to put the switch down and stopping beating myself up that’s just more wasted time and it makes me feel like giving up

a better plan is to recognize that i could have done things a different way, hopefully i pay attention and change my ways

this has been a slow process and some days i glide on air and then at other times i feel like i am strapped to the electric chair

but i am heading in the right direction and as i trudge along, i hum this melody i remember from a song

”today wasn’t perfect but it was pretty good and i think i’ll just be grateful that it turned out better than it could”