lost and found, and lost
again. like a bad penny
I keep turning up
~ smj
;)
I have been writing lately, but not poems… and not here. Instead, it’s been more like work than play. I miss this place. Lately, I feel it calling me back. I’m realizing that it’s often during the busiest times, when I feel like writing poetry is the last thing I have time to do – that is exactly when I also tend to feel like I need it the most.
And, I have been busy. Busy with work… but more importantly, with family and friends. Lots of good stuff, on top of just being busy trying to get my life back. Health-wise, things are going much better… I can walk again without a cane or crutch. =) After using one for over 2 years, I can’t tell you how glad I am to be able to say that. I count my blessings every day, and appreciate everything so much more than before. I’ve been doing things this last year, that I simply couldn’t do for a while, and it feels damn good. I feel like I have regained a huge part of my life that I almost thought I’d never see again. I’m still dealing with some aftermath… I’m still working on things… I am not where I want to be… and, truthfully, I’m getting tired of trying to get there. but, I’m more afraid to give up. I can’t do that, yet sometimes I am afraid that I will. It’s that damn “all or nothing” mentality that I still have to fend off…
I guess I need a second wind. So, here I am…. and even though I’m not saying much… I feel like I am breathing a little better just for logging on here….
Greg Laswell – Comes and Goes
