Saturday, December 17, 2016

Jose, Can You See?

In her later years my mom had back problems. Now, of course, I worry, "Was it me? Was it my fault? Could it have been all those sidewalk cracks?"

As I understand it we all have obsessive compulsions. It becomes a disorder when it interferes with life. Dang! I have no life. I mean once a week I play songs on the radio for a couple of hours.

All this rock'n'roll and nowhere to put it. There are struggles that need our attention. Don't be distracted. Do all your fighting with love.

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