I seldom worry about the event.Just your opinion. I can’t control what happens. However, your feelings I try to.

Perfection is my problem. I never seem to achieve it. But I know I’ll be bored if I ever do.

First impressions are the worst. Especially if they’re bad. It may not be difficult to make a mountain from a molehill. However, it’s impossible from a hole.

Walked in silence on the snows hard crust. My mind it roamed from wrong to the just. I watched an eagle swing from the sky… The silence was broken with his mighty cry.

He looked so proud. He looked so tough. His freedom, his kingdom. His only musts.

Then, a mighty thrust that shook the air. In seemingly gloom and much despair. His blood fell on his rocks from our of the air… And the silence was broken beyond repair.

No doubt nine times out of 10; Suicide is killing yourself in spite of yourself.

I received a call from someone whom I knew in the small east coast hamlet I grew up in, and she had found some writings I had penned when I was a teenager as the result of buying the property where I grew up. I received the package from Ethel yesterday and will share several of these writings over the next few days…

I like where I am.

Zero desires to be someone else.

Comfortable with what I’ve become.

I have far from all the answers.

I watch the struggles of the young, and I remember.

I remember the despair and confusion.

I want to tell them that it will be all right.

That this to shall pass.

However, really, I don’t know.

I like that I grew up when I did… before everyone knew everything.

I like that I don’t know…

2 signs were hung above the entrance:

The first one read, All Men Must Die

The second read, Prepare To Meet Your Maker.

It was a distant time, before cars and sensitivities had taken over the world.

I am however beginning to understand why many of the old timers refused to go to the hospital.

Dennis Mantin

I’m watching her go through this anxiety of being tested: I had exams nightmares for decades after the last one was completed. This can not be isolated to just us, can it?

I tell her how little really rides on the success or lack thereof in the whole scheme of things… relax! I’ll still love you.

I really don’t care about marks on tests. I think it’s probably more important to learn how to navigate the problems of humans and their peculiarities.

Having thoughts lots about dying.

And other things that I don’t know.

Its not the fear that’s got me down.

Just that I don’t want to go.

Now sure I know I have no choice.

Has been made abundant and clear.

This transformation is all the rage.

I just kinda like it here.

I hear all this complaining.

What’s wrong about this and that.

You never really stood a chance.

With an attitude like that.