There is nothing like your face….. seems like it’s been to long…… I see some change …. Nothing drastic  …..time is doing its thing…. although you ignore it…….hope that never changes for you The wings that were always in my heart…..seems to have transferred to you……glad they are getting used I suppose you never know…

I felt your nudge….. I saw your frown…I suppose I knew this would be coming down …….. ”After all I’ve done for you……..… here, you wear the crown ……. remember what your life was like when you ran the show….. you’re trying not to offend others by not mentioning my name. You replay the tapes………

I stepped off the cliff because I couldn’t resist….. surrendering to my disease…… I thought it was over but to my surprise…… life begin again so I started to see what was troubling me and it wasn’t really what I thought at first I was able to see……that I was relying on me and that…

They are criss crossing the pike trying to avoid being hit as they walk in a delusional daze searching for the best deal they can get by bartering cars…..sex….clothes….jewelry whatever is left i didn’t get there….. but I got close driving to a meeting I know it is still there…..the slippery slope that will take…

The road I was on has been permanently closed….. the cost to repair required losing my self respect…… it has damaged my confidence…. being unwilling to admit reality is a safe bet that it will result in turmoil…..and it did starting over…. not starting from scratch but learning new ways is awkward at best….. but…

Much as we would like to think otherwise….. we can’t pick a time to die so sometimes if our schedules are so precise…… we lose the opportunity to experience life as it flows not possible that we could be correct on every move we make so do yourself a favor…… leave a little wiggle room…

I have been sent back to repeat a grade….. my counselor gave me a choice to continue my disruptive behavior or seek a different course so reluctantly I agreed….much to my surprise….when I don’t say everything I think I often discover ……..to myself…. I often lie the power of restraint cannot be measured   ttucro/collector…

One of anything was never enough and I gorged myself on the delicacies of life more….. more…. more ……..all these things and I was poor…… poor in my appreciation and understanding that quantity wasn’t a substitute for the quality of valuing what was in front of me I am trying….. with mixed success in being…

I must admit I’m slow to embrace the unaccustomed effort it takes to do such simple things…..until those things change the experience here stirs a mixture of thoughts…. Some doing the best they can…… others like me realizing the cost ….. of hard decisions…..what was won and what was lost……. but you won’t know until…

I know the guards that protect your heart….. they did that for me when my world came apart….. they give me updates as to where you are….. It has helped me to understand……… because I know the guards ttucro/ collector of smiles….