The air here is too thick

One of these days everything will fall into place. My home will be spotless. My bank account will be abundant. My friends and family will all get along. I will be educationally fulfilled.


Right now, I am content to live as I am, comfortably.


Too bad the rest of the world doesn't see things my way....

Musing....

There is something about my life that is beautiful, but disturbing at the same time. It often feels like the life I'm living is a novel, scribed out on the annals of time, screaming for me to turn the page. I don't always like the part the author chooses to have his ingenue portray, but it makes for an intriguing show. Maybe, one day, I will allow my story to be scrawled out on paper for others to peruse, but for now, I am not a public library, nor do I think that time will soon be at hand.