Yup. I’ve talked about #1 and #2 and #3.
But I ain’t gonna talk about #4.
For there will be no number four. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that)
I’ll write about my love in a different entry. She ain’t ever gonna be a number. She is only the number one thing in my life ever.
I just [...]
I quit smoking. But I still consider myself a smoker.
There isn’t a day I don’t think about having one. Maybe that’ll dissipate. Maybe not. But as long as I keep wanting a cigarette, I must be a smoker.
I simply choose not to smoke.
Anna (my grandaughter) gave me some really solid advise on the day I [...]
I’ve often considered Pink Floyd’s, Time.
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You [...]
