I spent a great day on Sunday. I read, had a major nap which caused me to struggle sleeping last night, and spent time with friends doing pizza. I was completely disconnected. It is in these moments I find my voice.
I’m tired
I’m whipped
too dumb to quit
too smart
to let life go by
I’m working hard
to find truth
in my own backyard
I’ve done everything
but die
Took the long way around
on a short ride to town
found a pass
where few have been
Gained a love
lost a friend
scraped my knees
learning to please
started out
with no choice
somewhere
somehow
found my
voice.
It is a journey; not a destination. Take care and have a great 17th of July.
ivonprefontaine
Teacher as Transformer 