the search for love
and the meaning of love,
and the world as we know it
always seems to come together
entirely at the wrong time,
or what would appear to be the wrong time
maybe it is the right time,
​and we just don't know it yet

sometimes it just gets so very hard to know what to do,
or to say
or to believe.
That the world is filled with nothing but good people
with the best of intentions
when I know
all to well,
that in this world,
the opposite is often true

the wonders of modern technology,
it's great when it works,
and even better when it isn't so damned slow and clunky.
what can i do,
​this is the world that i live in.

there are times,
when it is all good,
and getting better all of the time,
or at least that is what i am letting myself believe.
That it is all good,
and getting better all of the time.

Sometimes,
you have to lie to yourself,
just to make it through the day

time and money,
I've heard it said
that time is money,
but money cannot get you more time
or buy you happiness either,
but it would certainly help to lighten the loud.
​

search for that right combination of words.
to flush out an idea.
living between time,
and an idea.
knowing all to well, 
that there are just times,
when the only thing that i can do,
is wait and the muse,
and listen for the jazz.

there have bee times,
even now,
when looking for love,
almost doesn't seem worth the effort,
but there is always that hope,
that desire,
that need that makes the search bearable.
what else can i do?
love is out there somewhere,
​and i am determined to find it.

after a slow start in getting going this morning,
i am finally here,
trying to do all of the things that i am doing at this time of the morning.
all that i am sure of right now is,
that some day,
i know that all of this is simply going to be worth the effort, 
​and that there will be nothing but good things after that.

what does it all mean,
well it all depends upon what you are looking for.
in the end,
nothing else really seems to matter,
the rest of it is just what we need to find out.
​there are times when life becomes a game of fill in the blanks.

there are times,
when i feel that i am doing little more, them just grinding all of this out,
whatever this is.
life,
the meaning of life,
the truth of what we are looking for.
still,
there are the things that we need to be doing every day,
just to get through every day.
hoping to make some sort of a difference,
but there are times,
when just showing up is victory enough.
in the end,
it is what it is,
this thing we are calling life,
and there is nothing more to it.
so it goes.
​press on regardless.

sometimes,
the words come faster then i can catch them, 
and hold them in my heart.
at that point,
the only thing that i can do,
is to hold them for a moment,
wish them well, 
​and then set them free.

there are times,
when the words are not there,
the love is not there 
and the passions seems to be long gone.
still
there is always the hope that there will be something good that will come from whatever this happens to    be today.
there is always hope,
but there are times when even hope seems to run just a little to thin.

some days it just works out this way,
that we get started when we get started,
we do what we do,
and we get finished what we get finished,
regardless of how well that we plan,
scheme,
or otherwise hope that our lives will work out.
what it comes down to is,
​that there are some things that are simply out of our control.

as some of you might already know, it is snowing here in new jersey, and it doesn't look like it is going to be stopping any time soon. at least that is what it looks like from my window.

well there is no controlling the weather, though we may want to, but it is just what it is, and nothing more. i just hope that we all can stay safe and warm.

so it goes. press on regardless.

faithfully yours,

​lee

there are times when we all need to try and get in the last word,
that there is always one more thing left to say,
there is always one more thing left to do.
we believe that the only thing that we can do,
is live one day at a time,
and the rest of it will simply fall into place.
​

there are times,
when there is much to do about nothing.
that the only thing that we are able to do,
is just take one moment at a time.
one day as it comes,
and the world,
no matter how dark that it gets,
is always just what it appears to be at the moment,
because there are some things that simply never change.
it is all good.
so it goes.
​press on regardless.

sometimes,
it all just works out that way,
this thing that we are calling life.
that there is nothing more that we can do about all of this,
other then just to go along with it,
and see where it is that it is going to take us.
sometimes, that is the best thing to do.
fighting the current is not always the easiest thing to do.

there are times,
when thinking for yourself,
doesn't always make you a lot of friends.
most people expect you to think like them,
which may not be a bad thing.
but it is always something other then what it is,
and that the best that we can do,
is to be true to ourselves,
and pray that some day,
someone
somewhere 
will take the time to really listen to what it is that we have to say.

i think that i should have gotten a job with the weather service.
what other job can you be more wrong then right,
and still be working the next day?
these people have a racket i'm telling you.

right now it is a case of waiting for the big snow.
i am afraid, 
that they will cry wolf once to often,
no one will believe them,
and then we are going to get slammed.

in the meantime,
we are
once again,
waiting for the big snow.

if we don't believe in ourselves
who else is going to.
friend or foe
the only person that we can relay on now
is ourselves.
no on else is going to do the work for us.
​so it goes. press on regardless.

there are some days that are better then others.
there are some days that are worse then others.
that is the way that life is,
no matter how we wish that it could have been different,
that we want it to be different,
that we need it to be different.

you have been lied to,
if you were told that life was easy.
that person is either a fool,
or simply doesn't give a damn.

it is still true though
some days are better then others.

i keep telling myself,
that it is never to late.
that one of these days,
it will all work out,
and that i will finally be in the place that i had always dreamed that i would finally be.
knowing all to well, 
that one of these days
it will all end,
but something had to end,
in order for something new to begin.
​what else can we do.

here i am again, 
doing what it is that i am doing
praying for what it is that i am praying for
wishing for what it is that i am wishing for
doing all of the other things that i need to be doing
that would make me a responsible adult.
well just because i am an adult
doesn't always mean that i am responsible
yet, 
in the middle of everything,
there are only so many hours in the day,
​so be careful how you spend it.

looking for goodness and mercy.
waiting for that great and wonderful day
when all things will be made plain
and the answers that we seek,
will finally be revealed
or will it not matter at that point.
​who can say for sure?

we are all waiting for something,
whether we known it or not.
some are waiting for love
others are waiting for money.
myself
i am waiting for the coffee to perk.
​