When I left a wonderful ladys home early before sun up the tears that flowed seemed to freeze on my cheeks faster than when they fell on them the chill in the air was comparable to the flash freeze that hinders a dented area in the proverbial top left region of what I periodically refer to as my carcass when I somehow subconsciously become entranced and or focussed on the tape of my failures that seemingly waits in the shadows to be played should I for whatever reason decide to revisit the shadows that my existence once thrived on vacantly populating the cold inflicted a pain on my extremities that abducted my compulsive focus on the troubles that currently prey upon my typically optimistic mind and held me me without ransom for a moment on a roof in st Marys Ontario during a snow storm in February of my1997 making me revisit the first time I misjudged my swing of my mallot missing the nail completely but not my fingers! Now at this moment despite still carrying the dent the sun is brilliantly shining on me and the shoulders I roam I am way behind schedule but I got to sit with nine elderly gentleman talk about my dad and my journey and am warmed by that and those encouraging supporting and praying for me and the weather that prohibits the potential of dark shadows to cowardly enter if the unlikely desire arose
Posted on: Fri, 29 Nov 2013 16:31:39 +0000
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