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Sometimes
Sometimes Sometimes I feel like being rotten. Mean, cruel, or otherwise uncouth. just a complete piece of work as my family might say. Then I think of the people I have dealt with who have been so to me, and I snap out of it. You might say that moment of naughtiness has passed, at least for the moment. Then there are times I do things without thought. I just do things, like helping someone, or stopping to offer a hand when I am least expected, and get a word of thanks. most times folks don't remember to say so, but on occasion they do. Then there is the between time. That being the time I am here or there, doing what fills the moments between, wondering like everyone else why the heck I am still here. Then I hear that little whispering voice telling me it must be because I am not done here yet. there is still one more thing before I am done. That one thing they all have in common? time. it is all about the time. And that is something I give more thought to than most everything else. As I consider it, I often wonder if I am using it right, or wasting it. The joke here, is that eventually time will tell |
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Yes, eventually time will tell......the hard part is living thru it not knowing the reason.... WITHOUT PASSION LIFE IS NOTHING
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