Apr 8, 2021

Everyday cannot be peanut butter and jelly days...


 Life wrestles person,feel struggling this day.but that fine....yes it is...everyday cannot be 'peanut butter and jelly'. . . some days it's 'Pork dripping with salt' on your bread.

Life at present espically feels long, nothingness blend's into more nothingness...

then tomorrow brings wee bit more of that nothingness.

Honestly l had to go through periods like that....Sun returns...find some new music.

Old friends chatter....walk someplace nice...eat well... thoughts turn to fact.

Simple fact...got past that 'sense of nothingness'.. to appreciate life you are living.

Reach safe harbour views look different....even stand on one leg for 30 second's

Life it's rich....even when it's slow and lacks purpose.

You want more.....sorry some days are like diamonds 

Some days are like Rust.

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Tell me when we meet…How’s Christmas in Heaven?

There is a reason for all these Carols, stupid funny songs. Eggnog, mince pies Santa reindeers and children’s anticipating. Bright lights po...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"