Today
was the day I designated as the day some
changes
were to be made. I conceded that for me
most
definitely, there was room for improvement.
Even
so, one comes to the realization there is a lot
which
is out of my control. It’s months before election
day,
so I must wait to vote a sick and dangerous Pres-
ident
out of office. However, I am not about to let that
discourage
me. there are still some remidies left me
until
that critical exercise can be applied.
There
is that pile of dirty laundry waiting for me to
break
my procrastination streak. Unenthused by that
option,
I recon there are still some unpleasant things
which
can again be further delayed. After all, tomorrow
is
another day.
Besides,
should I pass away today, clean shirts and
linens
would serve no immediate valued purpose
anyway.
Some
time ago, due to aggravated physical limi-
tations
I gave up many demanding tasks which
I
had performed in years past. I have come to let
some
things go, acknowledging that I can now
live
with many of those.
And
dust gathers perpetually with tenacity each
time
I attempt to wipe it from the surface of my
reality.
So, what’s the use? No, must resist biting
off
more than I can chew. Keep it simple and man-
ageable,
I reassure myself.
Wait
a minute, I realize, I have no one to consider
or
answer to in my old age. There is only my dog
and
me to please, and mostly she prefers consis-
tency
over change. I tend to trust her instincts
and
judgment in matters such as these.
Things
are just fine as I live and breathe. And by
her
wagging tail, I can tell my pup agrees. Stay
satisfactorily
situated right here in my lap, girl.
Change
will occur most naturally when I have
to
get up and go pee.
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Chris
Hanch 7-24-2020
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