Sometimes
I wonder if I’ll ever get it right again.
Missing
I’ve not done very well with updating lately. Aside from starting a new business, I’ve just been overwhelmed with life in general. I’m busier than I’ve ever been… but I’m enjoying where I’m headed! I’ve made a lot of changes to my life over the last several months. I’ve made good and bad decisions and am learning to deal with what I’ve done and what I need to do. I’m learning more about myself every day. For that, I’m thankful.
debtor
if sin destroyed me, then so be it
if providence, then i could not see it
had it been ordained, surely i’d have felt it
had it been right
content in me and where i am
finally knowing this volatile man
finally knowing what i can
and what i might
you could easily float in despair
always mentioning this burden you bear
but it is still only you standing there
avoiding the light
moving forward, i know you see
as difficult as it may be
that finally i did for me
what is right
I need and want big things to happen this year. I’m hoping circumstances meet my efforts and desires with open arms.
It was around 80 degrees in South Georgia today, but I’d love to be in the swamp for Christmas. I love and miss you friends and family.
Off to a Good Start
You’d think if there was the chance you’d have to deal with someone the rest of your life, you wouldn’t set a precedent of uncomfortable encounters. Today, I faced judgment from people whom I’ve never met, yet had to tolerate it because those people were important to someone for whom I care a great deal. I could give a rat’s ass about someone’s opinion of me. I don’t like drama or unnecessary friction, don’t care to interact with those that annoy me, and don’t care to acknowledge anyone spewing vitriolic emptiness.
But… you know me. Instead of uncomfortable encounters… I’ll just eliminate encounters altogether. Good luck with those lonely holidays.
difficulty
It’s hard to move forward when you cling to tiny pieces of your past.
Giving Thanks
Dirt roads and backwoods.
Black water swamps and tobacco fields.
My mean ass Mama.
Honest, caring, small-town folks.
Big cities and great opportunities.
The completeness of music.
The emptiness of art.
Falls and hurts.
The victories, here and there.
Pretty young things and sweet old souls.
Second, third, and fourth chances.
Friends and lovers and the confusing things in between.
And love.
I’m thankful for all the things that have made me who I am.
unfortunate
I’ve done a lot of things and made decisions over the past month that have been very difficult, but I feel they were the right thing to do. It sucks, though, when the right thing hurts those whom you love.
Better days ahead, I hope.
happiness
It makes a tremendous difference.
