One Step

Did I ever tell you I like talking to our CFO? Sometimes I feel connected to people, and other times I don’t, and I don’t know why the shift happens. Good question. I don’t know why I’m telling you. Why do I tell you anything!?

🎶 Wake up, little Suzie. Wake up. We’ve both been sound asleep. Wake up, little Suzie and weep. What we gonna tell your mama? What we gonna tell your papa? And what we gonna tell our friends when they say “Ooh, la, la”? 🎶

Wake Up Little Suzie – Everly Bros.

Since I like to make people laugh, and I want to do volunteer work … I have been thinking about how I can combine the two. Ready? … … Stand-up comedy at long-term care homes and hospices. But before I can do that, I gotta get my act together. Get it? lol.

I’m almost 50 yo! I feel special. Like I’m getting to know myself all over again for maybe the hundredth time and all my dreams can come true/through. I just want things to be simple. At least that is how I feel right now.

A simple uncomplicated life filled with flowers and trees and sunshine and laughter and cold water for drinking so I don’t get dehydrated from being out in the hot sun all day. Where I can write and draw all the crazy shit I imagine and just make other people’s lives simple and uncomplicated, even if only for a moment.

Oh … I will also need allergy meds and a sun hat to protect me from heat stroking. (that last word changes the meaning but you know what I mean – the sun is caressing me.) I love how one word can change everything.

The Metaphoric Rebirth of Sam. Again 🙂 (I need to make that clear because there are rebirthing therapies out there.)

Tue Mar 1, 2022

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