I’m lucky. Being myself. As I am now. Rather than what I
was. At another time. I’ve changed. In many ways. Remained the same, too. In other
ways. I’m free. To make choices. To reminisce about yesteryear. Or about the
future. But my reality is now. And I try to make the best of it. By living as I’ve
defined myself. A romantic idealist, a spiritual free-thinker, a political
liberal, a lover, a dreamer. Maybe it’s all pretend. But it feels real. Maybe
that’s what counts. Savoring the moment. Whatever life brings. When I quit
wanting life to last forever – well, that might signal the end. For now. I’m content
to stay on course. In love. With life. --Jim Broede
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