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In my 40's and in the midst of love with my wife, ever after. I've been told I'm funny, in more ways than one. I love to laugh but love to make people laugh more. And I'm in a constant state of missing my family, but smile through the homesickness. Feel free to leave me a comment...so I know someone cares.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

"An artist is a creature driven by demons. He doesn't know why they choose him and he's usually too busy to wonder why." ~William Faulkner


The problem with trying to keep a blog is NOT keeping up with the blog. Then you find that there are too many topics to blog about and where does one even start?

Politics? Don't EVEN get me started! Where are we going and why am I in this hand basket?

The economy? While it looking up, I'm too broke to pay attention.

Work? I've been very busy with very little pay off in my commissions lately. And that makes momma angry.

My blog, for a long time was a place to come and spout my silly ramblings and vent my issues an I felt better. I didn't care who dropped by to see, if anyone did at all. It for me, about me, me me me. And I ask, "What's wrong with that?"

Nothing.

I guess, to cut through to the core of the matter, I don't have time for 'ME' anymore. Otherwise I would be on here shouting and stomping and kicking up dust. Maybe I would feel better if I did that. Maybe I would feel lighter and less burdened by thoughts that have no where to go than round and round my empty skull.

So a vow to myself - more blogging. More brain dumping. More letting my thoughts run free.

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