Thursday, April 20, 2017

Stretched

Man.
Feeling like I'm being pulled in so many different directions lately...(much like all of you, right?).
When I say I'm thinking of you/rooting for you/have your back/feel your pain/share your joy because 
Your mom's cancer is back
Or
Your kid has a big basketball game
Or 
You're about to run your first half-marathon
Or
You just quit your job and you're scared
Or 
You want to leave your asshole sociopath husband 
Or 
You're thinking about moving out west
Or
You want to take up with a much younger dude to break a waaaay too long dry spell and you don't want to be judged
Or
Your parents drive you fucking nuts
Or
Your trying to stay positive even though you've been in jail since 2013
Or
You just had a baby and feel like you don't have a fucking clue
Or
You're fed up with our surreal state of political affairs and need some direction and support
Or
You're trying to lose weight in order to be healthier and around longer for your kids (even though they are assholes lately)
Or
You've just returned from a year away and all your friends have cut you off and you're lonely
Or
You are nursing a bad breakup
Or
You can't make rent or pay child support
Or
You are in the throes of a deep, dark depression
Or
You're embarking on a brave adventure all alone
Or 
You are fighting hate and standing up for what you believe in
Or 
You're training for a big race and falling short of your goals
Or
You're just happy to be here, happy to be anywhere (I think Keith Richards said that...maybe I'm making shit up).
Anyway.
I can barely keep up with myself let alone all the wonderful people in my life.
That doesn't mean I won't keep trying.
Peace xxoo


1 comment:

Jonathan Santos said...

This reminds of a song...

Sometimes, not often enough
We reflect upon the good things
And those thoughts always center
Around those we love

~Jonsaint