Happy

A friend with a valuable opinion suggested that I try to write something a little Happier.

I do have Happy moments, lots of them, but apparently they don’t move me to try and write anything (lately anyway).  Perhaps I get too busy simply enjoying those moments.

I don’t know much about writing, it’s rules and terminology (I took just enough classes to get by) but there is something called “Voice”.

Perhaps someday a happier voice will find this aging mind.  Like hitting my head on a low beam and spilling my coffee or tripping over an uneven sidewalk and throwing everything in my hands, like lots of changes it will probably hurt.

Time may tell.

Missing my Friend

Hardly any Focus

Breathing seems Difficult

 

Oddly the mind makes Time seem slower…

while trying to Absorb the Surreal

 

Feels like my Heart no longer fits in my chest

as if somehow Bigger, but actually probably Smaller, having another piece …Broken off

 

an all too familiar Mental Time-Out Torture Chamber

 

The Monster we Simply call Loss is Beating me again

 

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Cheers to you John Kelly

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I heard that John gave someone the gift of sight.  How awesome is that?!

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The tale of a battle scarred Viking

My Helmet has been lost

My Sword is dull

My Battle Axe is broken and rusty

My Shield is faded and cracked

My Ship is weathered, battered and taking on water

It is time to seek the refuge of a calmer harbor, out of the rough sea…

In order to rebuild and fight another day

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I scribbled this on a scrap of paper four years ago, things are better, but not much.