Shifting Realities

I fall asleep knowing I used to be getting up for work just now...
This inverted schedule of lost decades, I am not in college anymore...
Others think I set my own schedule, would they understand if I told them?
Do I!  In a blinding flash, I understand.
Someone should have warned me...

Another Night

Nights like this, I wonder...how did I get through the others? Surely, I have survived all of these painful memories that only reemerge from time to time. Not that they are less powerful, just less frequent.
Whatever gets you through the night, it's alright...the Beatles got that right.

Just One Bite

Just a page, then two
Creates the story you're trying to tell
Just one bite, left behind
Then another, gently makes your weight decline

It's news to me that such small changes
Produces a life that really amazes
Those great big wishes you dare to dream
Start with changes that aren't extreme

You don't need a program, a coach or a doctor,
You just need a small change to become who you're after.

Oh, there you are...

How appropriate that I completely forgot that I started this blog.  It's part of the evolving mystery.  I read the two posts in evidence, and then I looked at my statistics.  No one has ever read this blog, I don't know why that made me laugh, but it did.  I guess I think it's funny because, well, even I don't read it.  Now, I know where to write things when I don't want anyone to see them!