Moving Day

I was just feeling compelled to write a blog on moving on with ones life, whether it be a death in the family or friends, or a recent break-up, or other things that breed misery in our souls, these things all effect us differently and its all how we get back to being ourselves again, being able to smile and mean it, enjoying life. It always hard to move on when every second of every day you have that one thing poking you in the back of your mind saying " I'm not leaving ".

How hard is it to forget the pain when all you do is think about the pain. If its there day after day how are you supposed to just wake up one day and have a fresh state of mind without the hurt and anguish. Time is the only cure. Not Thyme the spice, if it were only that easy, just dash your ham sammitch with that and be happy, or even mix it with crack. Drugs and alchohol are the easy out, but one who takes shortcuts in life often just sit around thinking about doing what they want to do but just spin their wheels, it doesn't create a stonger person just a dependency.

Time will eventually free you from your temporary insanity, new things will find your interest, your mind is like a conveyor belt u think about whats up front until it falls off the end but when something "heavy" is on it it slows down and its the center of attention, it will get stuck in the back of your mind for awhile but dont worry someone or something will poke it through with a stick, it will fall into a box and be shipped out. Its a real pain in the balls (metaphorical balls for girls).

I guess all i can say for now is smile... smile alot, laugh at things that aren't even funny, but just the least bit amusing, enjoy your life. Do things that soothe your soul, and make you and you alone happy. That being said i'm gonna go out back and feed the geese. They amuse me...Kickin it in S.C,


Steven Gilbo