Charlie's Blog

so I haven't done this in a while but my faithful readers (if there are any left) (ironic) deserve at least an attempt. But I warn you, I'm a little rusty.

Let's see if I remember how to do this...

Usually I choose a word with some weight to it like "Determination" or "Pride" then just let my mind wrap around the concept that that word embodies and write whatever I come up with. But right now nothing is really coming to mind. Mostly vague nervousness and apprehension over the unknown, the uncertain, the fear of fear and that the end just may be near. And just like that I'm thrown into gear. here. To save the day or something like that anyway.

I digress and regret my resistance to progress every day. I suppose it's the unknown, or the fear of it, ah yes, fear, my old friend. You keep my from dying and you keep me from living. Essential, depressing, tragic and inconsequential, dismissable and permissible. Pardon me, this predicament has me particularly pickled. Puzzle-pieces, put into place seem to make more empty space and it doesn't help that the puzzle is in my head. Perhaps it's all in my head. Perhaps this perpendicular logic has a place. Perhaps it's not as big as I say. Perhaps it will all be okay.

Then uncertainty looms and spins a tapestry of would haves, could-haves, and should-haves that haven't even happened yet. They say hindsight is 20-20 but they're the ones looking at their hinds. Mmmmm pork-rinds. Bottom line: Fear can be compelling but you'll be alright as long as it's not asshole you're smelling.

Wow, that went downhill fast. But I do feel better. Maybe I just needed a little clever wordplay and a chuckle. Enjoy.