sometimes,
getting interrupted in your routine,
means trying,
twice as hard,
to get back to where you were.

why is that?

after a couple of days away,
i'm back,
I hope,
full of hope,
and background music.

good morning everyone,

I may be taking a day or two off from this to enjoy the holiday, but one never knows about these things. there are times when I just cannot seem to stay away from all of this. there are worse things in life I am sure.

it is all good though, for those of you who know, have a happy and healthy Thanksgiving!

so it goes. press on regardless.

Faithfully Yours,

Lee

it is all good,
but there are times,
when the only thing that you can do,
is fake it to make it.
the question is,
when to know the difference,
between faking it,
and knowing that there are some things,
that simply cannot be changed.

if love was all that we really needed.
then the world would be a lot better place.
until then,
we need to either
just cooperate
or simply leave each other alone.
maybe I am just being to naïve,
a cynic
or a realist.
the choice is yours.

coffee,
whether it is hot,
or whether it is cold,
is better then no coffee at all.

5.07 am
what else is there,
at this time of the morning,
except hot coffee
cool jazz
and the possibilities of the day.

sometimes,
the only thing that I want,
is to lead a quiet life.
believing that it is out there somewhere
waiting for me to fall into it.

as for the rest of it,
the only thing that I can do right now,
is just wait for something new to happen,
or is it something old,
in new packaging.

it is all good.
if I had a limitless supply of
coffee
cigarettes
and doughnuts,
life would be good.
if I had the time to enjoy it all,
it would be even better,
but it doesn't always work out that way.

where do we begin and end,
when all of the things that we thought that we would have had done by now,
would have finally come true.
being aware,
all to early,
that we are much to human,
and that time passes much to quickly.
yet the world still turns,
and the rain still falls,
so does it really matter.

learning to be thankful,
even in the midst of turmoil,
my be one of the hardest things
that we may have to learn.
some people,
never learn that lesson,
and are some of the most miserable people,
that I have eve met in my life.
a little gratitude in the attitude,
can go a long way.

what happens next?
who can say for sure,
but there are times,
when the only thing that we can do,
is just make things better,
if only for the moment.
even then,
it becomes a memory,
much to quickly.

trying to think of what to write next,
as the radio softly plays,
some minor sax player.
knowing it to be,
much to real,
and to far out of reach.

who would believe it,
or even try to understand,
but it is all just what it is,
and nothing more.

some days,
you just have to fake it,
in the hope,
that you will be able to convince yourself,
that everything is going to be alright,
even if it isn't.
with that in mind,
it is all good,
and getting better all the time.

knowing all to well,
that there are simple some things that we cannot change,
that there will be times,
when we are feeling up against it all,
and that there will be nothing that we are going to be ale to do about it all.

knowing all to well,
that there are times,
when the only thing that we can do,
is pray for the strength to keep on going.
so all that i can do,
is pray,
and keep on going.

it really should be getting better,
but there are times,
when the only thing that we can do,
is just play the cards that we have been dealt,
in the hope that we will get lucky.
in time though,
even luck runs out,
and the world will still turn.
we are left wondering where it is that we went wrong.
until then,
the only thing left to do,
is just wait and see what will happen next,
if there is such a thing as what will happen next.
so it goes.
press on regardless.

I've heard it said,
do what you love,
and you will never work a day in your life.
well that may be true,
but for the rest of us,
it seems that the only thing that we can do,
is just dream about it,
and through some time at it when we can.
what else is there?
I'll let you know when I find it.

there are some things that we were never told about.
like the quiet rooms,
the empty bed,
the meals taken alone.
a broken heart,
that never fully mended.

trying to convince myself
that it is all good,
but there comes a time
in your life
when the only thing we know is
that the only thing that we are doing
is fooling ourselves.

if you enjoy it here
thank a vet,
this veteran's day.

to the children of the future.
you will find,
during the course of your life.
that things do not always go
the way that you had it planned,
and love,
sometimes,
is just out of reach
but go through it all,
with a  smile on your face,
and a song in your heart.
even though you are not,
people will think that you are up to no good,
and that could be the best revenge of all.

some days it works,
some days it doesn't.
some days it is just the way that it is.
other days,
you slip between the cracks.
where am I today?
well it is hard to say.
how about you?

so it goes.
press on regardless.

sometimes
just showing up
is half the battle.
the other half,
well there are somethings,
that are simply out of our control.

a quiet room.
an empty bed.
a broken heart
that never mends.
it almost becomes more then
I can bare.

when I was young,
I thought that I knew it all,
but as it turns out,
I didn't know anything,
and that which I did think that I knew,
hasn't done me any good,
up until now.

even now,
I am still getting use to the idea,
that my parents may not have been as dumb as I thought that they were.
it turns out slowly,
so very slowly,
that I am beginning to think that I was the dumb one.

in the end,
when you think that I should start knowing better,
I am still thinking,
that it is a shame that we have got to get old.