A day of days.
A reckoning for certain.
If only there was scrutiny.
Reflections help clarify.
Open mind show reasons why.
Make the most of the opportunity.
Growth is right there for the taking.
Taking so long in the making.
Evolution can be painful.
When you're learning to be mind-full.
The Miked
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Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
How Could I Afford Not To? (that is of course, if I had the money)
Not knowing things were different.
Wishing things weren't the same.
Why did you have to call?
No other place to lay blame.
Reflexes in check.
Some would say it was meddling.
And it is if you don't concern yourself.
I hope that not where you're from.
There's always a price to pay.
There's always something in it for you.
With a sale like this.
How could I afford not to?
Miked
Copyright 2010 Dunbridge Truckstop Global Media
Wishing things weren't the same.
Why did you have to call?
No other place to lay blame.
Reflexes in check.
Some would say it was meddling.
And it is if you don't concern yourself.
I hope that not where you're from.
There's always a price to pay.
There's always something in it for you.
With a sale like this.
How could I afford not to?
Miked
Copyright 2010 Dunbridge Truckstop Global Media
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Frozen In Time
Sometimes life progresses so slow it is hard to realize that you may be moving forward. Couple this with the fact that everyone has a different opinion of what it means to be moving forward. I still find myself relating to the younger generations and sometimes feel that my social evolution train stopped somewhere around the time when I turned 25. Yet I have taken on all the other responsibilities of the typical 37 year old. I struggle to find exactly what this means and if this point of view somehow holds me back. I think often about the relationships I have bulldozed through and can't help to reflect that most of the time my maturity level was on par with the common 7 year old.
And then there is the other side of me that has kicked and scratched and clawed his mind out in order to keep up on the mortgage and other responsibilities of the modern 37 year old. This leads me to the question of why can't I put the same belief in my personal relationships as I can with all my other obligations?
I am not complaining I take complete ownership of my actions and for the most part look back on things with great fondness. I just find myself trying to put meaning on it all.
Miked
Copyright 2010 Dunbridge Truckstop Global Media
And then there is the other side of me that has kicked and scratched and clawed his mind out in order to keep up on the mortgage and other responsibilities of the modern 37 year old. This leads me to the question of why can't I put the same belief in my personal relationships as I can with all my other obligations?
I am not complaining I take complete ownership of my actions and for the most part look back on things with great fondness. I just find myself trying to put meaning on it all.
Miked
Copyright 2010 Dunbridge Truckstop Global Media
Friday, April 16, 2010
That's Why
There is no need for this to go any further.
I can already tell that someone has staked their claim.
There is no need to apologize and 'nough said.
I see you carry the mark. The dowry paid.
Couldn't help but notice the friend you made.
Miked
Copyright 2010 Dunbridge Truckstop Global Media
I can already tell that someone has staked their claim.
There is no need to apologize and 'nough said.
I see you carry the mark. The dowry paid.
Couldn't help but notice the friend you made.
Miked
Copyright 2010 Dunbridge Truckstop Global Media
Monday, April 12, 2010
Springtime In Dunbridge (for all the lovers in the house)
I just finished the first mowing of the season. It is with this great ritual, the changing from snow plow to mower deck that I am reminded just how fortunate I am. Because I was again mowing the grass here at The Truckstop I must have made it through another winter. Winter seems to be the real test of will and wits alike here in the great Midwest. Couple this with the fact that this week marks the third year that I have not been gainfully employed. I would have never guessed in a million years that my life's script would have played out this way. Even though things remain frustrating on the employment front I have much to be thankful for. I could not have made it through this far without the love and support from friends and family. It is though the love and support from people like you, and you, and you, and you, and you and you and you and you oh and you too and you as well, and in the back yeah you, and you and you, and you and you, you and you and you and you and you. I love you all.
Miked
Copyright 2010 Dunbridge Truckstop Global Media
Miked
Copyright 2010 Dunbridge Truckstop Global Media
Saturday, March 20, 2010
We Live To Survive Our Paradoxes, Part 4
Why is it that most of the things we find near and dear to us our usually pretty threadbare? I think we all have that favorite old pair of jeans or those shoes that won't go away despite their malodorous reputation. It would stand to reason that we would latch on to something fresh and new but yet we always turn back to our old friends.
This seems to stem from early childhood I think that most of us had the coveted "security blanket" I know I did and the day I burned it in the back yard with my father when he was burning leaves had to be my first taste of a funeral.
Right now I have on a pair of jeans that has lost pretty much all of of it luster and I am sure that my family and friends are sick of seeing me in them but they are just so much more comfortable then the new ones that I got for Christmas as a hint to get rid of the ones I am currently wearing. Each time I send them through the laundry cycle they wear out a little more. The back pockets are starting to fray away from the rest of the pants. The front is starting to show signs of wear and tear and yet they just seem to get better. Like a fine wine?
I find similar situations with a lot of my friends. Most of my friends I have known for many many years and although our lives seem to fray and parts of the relationship seem to be pulled from the main body they are still the best friends I could ask for. They all have threadbare back stories and different life experiences but they are all really good friends.
Is it strange that in other aspects of out lives we do not stand for such things? If the car starts to rust we get a new one. If the paint wears off the house we immediately freshen it up. But when it comes to our favorite pair of trousers battered is better.
Miked
Copyright 2010 Dunbridge Truckstop Global Media
This seems to stem from early childhood I think that most of us had the coveted "security blanket" I know I did and the day I burned it in the back yard with my father when he was burning leaves had to be my first taste of a funeral.
Right now I have on a pair of jeans that has lost pretty much all of of it luster and I am sure that my family and friends are sick of seeing me in them but they are just so much more comfortable then the new ones that I got for Christmas as a hint to get rid of the ones I am currently wearing. Each time I send them through the laundry cycle they wear out a little more. The back pockets are starting to fray away from the rest of the pants. The front is starting to show signs of wear and tear and yet they just seem to get better. Like a fine wine?
I find similar situations with a lot of my friends. Most of my friends I have known for many many years and although our lives seem to fray and parts of the relationship seem to be pulled from the main body they are still the best friends I could ask for. They all have threadbare back stories and different life experiences but they are all really good friends.
Is it strange that in other aspects of out lives we do not stand for such things? If the car starts to rust we get a new one. If the paint wears off the house we immediately freshen it up. But when it comes to our favorite pair of trousers battered is better.
Miked
Copyright 2010 Dunbridge Truckstop Global Media
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