I’ve made my own way in the world and bested them at their own game in many ways and my plan is to keep doing what has always worked for me.
I had a nice peaceful, fruitful, productive commute home today on our cities light rail system. It’s like a cross between a train and a bus that goes on rails. I sat there on the 40 minute ride home from work and peacefully contemplated this complicated little thing we call “life”. Thinking of the past. Thinking of the future. Thinking about the here and now. Thinking about the fun times I had and the hard times. Thinking of the very few women that I was lucky enough to know.
Being the best worker, having nice cars, getting A’s in college, having nice friends. My triumphs, my failures. My character defects, my good side. I’ve held my own in many ways. I cherish these peaceful times.
But I’m finding it hard to stay true to myself. Life is hard and I’m trying to not let the hateful people in life poison my spirit. By the way, I had a very good orange drink at Subway today. ( I just thought I would mention that for some reason that escapes me now).
I walked home today; it was a half hour walk. I was dead tired but it’s good for me.
“Oh. the times they are a changin”.
The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin’
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin’.