when the time comes,
and I think that I am ready to write,
the words are not there,
or at least not in the combination that I think that they should be.

it should get better,
it has to get better,
because I don't see it getting any worse.
the only thing left to do,
is to pray about it.

twilight,
and the moon is on the rise.
the day is ending,,
but somewhere a new one is beginning,
so there is hope yet,
that tomorrow will be a better day.

goodness and mercy will follow us all of the days of our lives.
as far as the rest of our lives,
the only thing that we can do,
is just pray that we get our share.
I think that we just have to be aware of it all.

if this is so easy,
why am I having such a hard time.
what do I mean by all of this,
well the only thing that I know is that life gets to hard sometimes.
and I just fell so overwhelmed,
that I want to either scream or cry.

I've heard it said,
don't worry,
be happy.
if that is the case,
the you don't really know what is going on.

reaching into the ether,
to see what it is that I will be able to pull out,
knowing that it will be,'
just as much of a surprise to me,
as it will be to you.
so it goes.
press on regardless.

good morning everyone,

I am beginning to think that this just might be morphing into something new, which might not be a bad thing, but the only thing that I can do right now is just relay on the muse to lead me where it is that it wants me to go. '

there are certain things that I would want and that I would need to say, but there are  just times, when the only thing that I can do is just go with it all, and hope that all of you will enjoy the ride, because at this point, I think that there is no way of telling for sure where all of this will be going

the only thing that I know for sure right now is that I am just going along for the ride. all that I need right now is to just be heard, and pray that whatever it is that I end up saying, will be understood. it is all good.

so it goes. press on regardless.

yours,

lee

when the muse takes over,
it is hard to keep up with it all,
knowing that ,
after all is said and done,
that this just might be as good as it gets,
at least for the moment.

I am writing as fast as I can,
in the hope that I can do something to make up for lost time,
as if one could make up for lost time,
because once it is spent,
there is no making more time.

so I write in the hope that I will be heard,
and that there will be those who will agree.

so this is what my life has become,
sitting in semi darkness,
in a room that is not my own,
amongst people that I have an interest in,
only in passing.
knowing that all of this will end,
much to soon,
just like all of the other things in my life.

dare I believe,
that one of these days,
it will all get better,
that all of this nonsense,
or what appears to be nonsense,
will have been worth the trouble.
in the meantime,
all that I can do right now,
is just put my head down and win.

living my life as best as I can,
but wishful thinking has always been a problem.
not knowing which way to turn first,
but it always works out in the end,
if we will only believe it.

up until now,
I did not realize how slow this thing was actually running.
what a blessing,
at least for right now.
I am just going to have to be a little more diligent in  saving all of my writing.
most of it I will be able to reconstruct,
others,
I fear are gone forever.

for the time being at least,
I think that I have finally fixed my tech problems,
at least for today.
this is moving a lot faster then what it was that I had gotten use to.
it only took me six hours and the time that it took me to re install some software.
not the way that I would have chosen to do it,
but it is all done now.
all better,
at least for now.
so it goes.
press on regardless.

there never seems to be enough time,
enough time to write,
enough time to work,
enough time to breath,
enough time to get it right.
I always seem to be running behind,
in spite of my best efforts,
there just never seems to be enough hours in the day,
but I do the best that I can,
and pray that there will be something good,
that will come out of this pile of words.

sometimes,
when I am feeling down and out
or somewhere up against it all,
the only thing that seems to help,
is a cup of strong coffee
and a cigarette,
and the world,
at least for a few minutes,
is on the dark side of the moon.

it will get better,
it has to get better,
it must get better,
but wishing doesn't always make it so.
sometimes we just have to make up our minds,
to just do what we have planned on doing,
in spite of who says that we can't.
in the meantime,
chin up,
lead with your left.

one day at a time,
one hour,
one minute,
is the only thing that i can do,
to deal with this thing that i am calling my life.
wishing that there was something else that i could be doing,
but this is the path that i have to travel.
whether this path chose me,
or i chose it,
well it is a discussion for another time.