Not much more than hot going on around here. Usually the most pleasurable and exciting thing that happens is watching the sun come up. Did you ever notice how quick that happens. First you see a tiny bit edge up over the trees across the way then wamo bamo it's all up staring at you like an evil eye. If you look away when it first starts it's move, you can miss the whole thing. It changes the whole world in the blink of an eye. To me, when the sun gets up, a new day has officially begun. When it's cloudy and the sun is obscured, it's a free day. One of the days where you read or such stuff. They are so nice you don't even care about an official start.
In case you're thinking, because I find so much pleasure and excitement in the raising sun, that maybe I ought to get a life.........shame on you! I have one! That is the main reason I find so much excitement and pleasure in seeing the sun rise another time.
I came into this world not knowing why but I have learned the reason since. My mother and father got together and I was begot. I don't know any of the details of that happening or if anything went wrong and don't want to. However the thought that something was amiss still lingers.
There have been several times where I've realized or admitted to myself a few short comings. Enough of these times for me to doubt that the strongest and best little swimmer was the one to smack the egg. Lots of things and lots of times, but observing my siblings over the years was the primary convincer. Sure, it could have been that I was marched in by a different drummer but I don't believe that was the case. A weaker swimmer just happened to stumble into the mass first.
That could help explain my whole life thereafter. Stumblebum, that's me. I've stumbled all across the life clear out into retirement so far. I'm not unhappy about it but I can't help wondering what it would have been if the best little swimmer hadn't been so cocky or whatever his problem was in not making the hit.
There is more to this subject bumping around in my mind but I've lost interest in typing it out. Too bad I didn't lose interest after, 'Not much else', since that pretty well described the complete content.
"What has been will be again. What has been done will be done again... [Ecclesiastes 1:9]" - Bible
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Friday, November 11, 2011
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