Day 8 – Shhhhh…
May 12, 2011
Well, I certainly would have written a very different post half an hour ago. One on hope, risk, reason, fear, yadda yadda. A thousand thoughts roiling in my head. Not now. Now I remember why I sit:
Well, I certainly would have written a very different post half an hour ago. One on hope, risk, reason, fear, yadda yadda. A thousand thoughts roiling in my head. Not now. Now I remember why I sit:
I’m a fiercely loyal friend, who tends to get scrappy in the defence of the people I love (for the record: that’s mentally scrappy – it’s all on the inside and I generally manage to keep my mouth shut and stay out of fistfights, but the knee-jerk response is still there). So, imagine the schism … More Don’t Shit Where You Eat
Walk down by the river Sit on a bench in the sun A return to centre When life gets too complex It really is that simple .
“But, don’t you love yourself enough to sit down to eat?”