Good Morning…I have not written in a while and seems like when someone stops something that is meaningful in their life they seem to stop everything…with that said no I am not on the verge of nervous a breakdown or looking for the nearest bridge to take a leap off of either…I am just ho-hum. Ho-hum, what is ho-hum? Hmmm seems like there should be music with those words. However there is none to be found…My take on ho-hum is this:
It’s a state of mind where things mean something but do not perk ones interest because the mind is preoccupied. Now there is something to that. What I do not know…right now I should be quoting a great leader or someone who everyone looks up to…but if I give one name or another then I am installing belief that everyone thinks as I do and admires or looks up to whom I do. But, we are all different in body mind and spirit, and different is good. I was asked to join a group in Boomers. I always join when asked but somehow just look and more times then not do not add anything to that group…here is my take on that. I feel groups are wonderful, needed of course and just a spirit lifting experience for many. My thoughts and sense of humor would make any group fun and entertaining but, with that said…I also seem to take over and sometimes taking over is not good. Words get twisted and turned around and then things get ugly, which I do not wish to happen…I am like a lone wolf. Although wolves in general are pack creatures run together and watch one another’s back…this I know and accept. I do like packs. That is cool. But, as I said I seem to be the loner gray wolf who watches over his pack no matter if his pack knows he does or not…The lone gray wolf means well but sometimes is misunderstood. Here is words to live by: Sometimes we have something Without truly knowing What we have Sometimes we hold something Without knowing completely
What we hold Sometimes we are given something Without fully appreciating What we are given But that knowledge usually comes When we realize What we have lost… wow powerful words from a lone wolver… isn’t a wolver a stereo component? No matter…but what matters is I write. I need to write and have to continue to write…writing keeps me sane, and sane is good… So without further ado I wish to thank Juke Box George. It was his spark for adding me to that group that perked me back up…don’t worry all the sharp knifes are hidden…May you Friday be wonderful in that which you do… Have a truly awesome weekend as well..
Much Love and a true Michigan Hug.
Marty
