No, I don't know what "better" looks like. I know how it feels. It feels like a slice of Chicago Style, in Little Italy, San Francisco. It feels like the chills seeing Trish on GLEE! It feels like my arms aching to hold all my babies. It feels like a summer cottage worth more than any million dollar lodge! Right now though-I have hit hard. I will get up...this is me, I always get up! I am tired. Too many people to worry about. Sitting here in this hospital bed wondering what I am doing to piss off the floor staff? How can I fix it? We are all on this big teeter-totter....what you need on one side-what you can give on the other--How are we going to keep that piece of wood level? Alright people, we need a plan here. We need to figure this out!
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Will We Ever Learn?
I do not know at what point the "clapper" claps on and we get It. I can tell you I have been at "places" in my life; places-points when I looked around me smiled and thought; hey I made it. You know the moments. You have felt them. You have strutted just a little bit more than usual. And those moments have felt so good we believed in their infinity! Righteously, they do go on forever...we just lose our place. Hit a low point. Some days we forget we are just fabulous! We put our selves on the wrong side of ourselves and life gets twisted and we hit the pavement - thunk! How often do we just stay down? It's easier. Your feeling like "I just want to stay down here . Let someone else be responsible. Let someone else carry the load. I am going to lie here." How long do you stay there? How long? Ah we get up. For the people who don't get up, shame on you! You quit? You cast aside the gift of sunflowers, doggie kisses, the smell of a babies head? You walked out on us. You suck! Lie down for the minute or two it gets better! I didn't say easy I said better!
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