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Saturday, August 13, 2016

I don't know about you, but ...

I'm pretty much right here these days.  That mental list with two columns that seems so sensible and organized one moment (when things aren't going the way I want) and then (when things simmer down and seem to normalize) I'm all ready to toss the list and go with my feelings.  Which, unfortunately, are very temporary and change more times in a day than I want to confess.

"They" say we make our own happiness.  I don't really believe that.  My happiness can be right "here" these days and just disappear in a flash, or drain away before I can get my bearings.  How does that happen?  I've let life get the best of me and I'm more controlled by the doings or undoings of someone other than me.  When the who and what I am is diminished to the point where I'm about to disappear...

Well, I'd better just fall back on one of my boyhowdys.  Or would that be boyhowdies?



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