Hold it……squeeze it….. shake it…. bite it……..jump in………because you won’t be here in a second…..you’ll be there…. make ‘em count.. you either have your hand on the tiller or Life has its hand on it…… embrace life…….it’s yours for the taking….and yours for the giving ttucro

You may trip and you may fall and  be the blame for it all….but in the end you begin again and tuck the experience in a safe place for keeping…… then you clean the wound and put on a bandage…….and keep moving away from the past All the while cutting the rope that wants to…

What value do you place on yourself…….what’s you worth……… to you too low…..you attract like and you are constantly climbing over each other trying to move up to high and you will hang around people that think very highly of themselves and therefore have few intelligent people to connect with…… very lonely all the spoils…

Life is like the kids game of hopscotch……nothing happens until you toss the rock…….over and over again. Ttucro

You know you are getting old when you no longer question your beliefs…… ttucro

Dejected Michael walked away and his friends still surrounded the circle….. where small ……very small fortunes were won and lost… Billy approached and proclaimed, “ not a good day huh?” “Nah” replied Michael “ I lost my favorite steelie, I know I wasn’t on it so I should have switched.” “Reckon one ought not gamble…

Oft times we visualize what today, tomorrow and the future will bring Rarely do we get more than a few pieces in the puzzle right……. But we keep trying when we think we see the end in sight…….upon reaching it we encounter a billboard that needs painting with the inscription “Rock City, just ahead”and we…

Eventually is a path that isn’t maintained very well…..travelers here are reluctant at best to go down this route …..so one notices the litter and the discarded symbols that adorned and now become a nuisance……… broken promises……broken dreams……..overpriced compromises disguised as commitments that never hold water……….leaving a mess and the smell of mildew these fuel…

Looking out the window I think about what went down……..nothing I can do to change it there was only one path and it was dark and foggy but there was only one and no one said you nor I had to like it the hammer 🔨 of your words hit the nail on the head…

At different points in life we are presented with different mental and social climates that allows us to heal…deal and move on….. I am at a stage where I am invisible…….I pass through malls and throngs of people unnoticed and undetected…….hidden I languished over the climate change until I realized and accepted it is part…