Friday, April 21, 2017

Love Me and Call Me Lucky

Sad and happy are arm wrestling for the day. There seems to be a very dark cloud over everything in my line of sight and everything's a sign if you know what you're looking for. Me? I'm looking for sentences ending with prepositions.

Maybe I should have regrets about not loving enough. I'm happy thinking of it like this- most of my life has been used up and I've got all this love left over. Help yourself.

1 comment:

  1. You got music, sun, hair, guitars and lotsa things to be happy for. You have all the music you started out with and since. Sadness is something you can adapt to except during. And you'll live just fine after. Normally, if I was dragging my lower lip on the ground enough to step on it six or seven times, I'd play a little Jerry Lee or doggone play some Ronny Elliott during. And who has more chance to do that than Ronny Elliott?