Thursday, April 2, 2015
An imperfect being, am I.
I'm not always in a groove. Which those of you who read me, can tell.
That's the price you have to pay. If you come here. Fortunately, 90 percent
of the time, I'm in a nice groove. Which means, I flow. Positively. Yes, I
know. I scare away people. When I'm out of whack. Out of a groove.
Unfortunately, I know too many out-of-groove people. They've been that
way. Almost their entire lives. Having never, or rarely, found their
grooves. As for me. I'm in a constant search. For my groove. Even when
I'm in my groove, I'm looking. For more and better grooves. Nothing
wrong with that. Some of you want perfection from me. Which you ain't
gonna get. Because I'm in love. With many of my imperfections. I accept
myself. For what I am. An imperfect being. --Jim Broede
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