i spent 30 years in the trenches…… fighting this war with myself……and it continues……………..

i am humbled and baffled to find myself a good ways from the clearing………………….i can see it…………but i’m not there

still coming down……………..

i have moments when i feel my feet are close to touching only to be whisked back up after an emotional sniper attack……….worst part i’m the one doing the shooting………………….

will i ever be in control of this brigade of misfits…………..i call emotions………………either non-responsive……………….or volcanic, cinders flying everywhere

the owl hoots often at my window at night.”ho-hoo, ho-hoo, what are you trying to do…………….ho-hoo, ho-hoo no one ever listens to you……………..ho-hoo, ho-hoo, still coming down, still coming down”……………………………and flies off into the night

still coming down