Letters from Home

Goll DANG it!

All full. Half empty

So, I am trying to figure out what is going on with my writing at the moment and I do have alot to say but no focus whatsoever.

And it’s frustrating as hell.

I’ve been writing poetry, over on my home page site. Please do feel free to enjoy them.

But it’s just THIS.

THIS. Blog. Is making me thirsty.

Can you dig what I am saying?

No?

That’s because my life is overrun with observations about nothing.

Gee Jerry Seinfeld did that already.

Isn’t it strange when we notice that day-to-day life isn’t just AMAZING!!!??!? Like when we are just having pasta for dinner and it’s “just” food and nothing particularly special and we eat it, and afterward we aren’t hungry any more, and the net result is that we are going to survive another day not facing death by starvation because we ate the pasta… phew!

And we didn’t have to go anywhere fancy at all.

Or talk to anyone at all.

We just cooked the pasta and put the sauce on and put it on a plate and then ate it.

With a glass of water.

And it just costs about $2.

It’s always such an underwhelming surprise to wake up to the truth again and again:

Life is beautiful.

2 thoughts on “Goll DANG it!

  1. I enjoy your unfocused writing, too, because it’s more like my train of thought. It makes all the local stops. There are frequent detours. You should write about your Midwestern choice of title! I love colloquialisms that nail people to their roots.

    1. Thanks Lisa… gee, it never occurs to me that “goll” might give me away! Recently the kids say “What the—??!” and it horrifies me. I don’t know if they picked it up from me or somewhere else. Obviously they don’t know what could come after so maybe I need to re-implement “goll dang it.”

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