Not sure. Don’t remember writing this. I dated it though. What a concept.
Here we are, back in life, again today. What does it mean? Oh what does it mean?
I am happy. What does it mean? These years have held so many twists and turns. For me, for everyone. From flying kites, running as fast as I can on a windless day to get the kite to fly. Bully school kids who tried to steal my fun.
My friends and I goofed around in Sunday school and thought cussing there was cool. Graduated high school (thank God) and moved to California the weekend after I graduated. Lived with my brother for the summer. Got high a lot, but hated that he (my brother) was an extroverted slob. Still I loved him very much because he was my big, 6 years older brother.
Moved out on my own. Partied, learned to drink. What a waste of time. Didn’t even find a girlfriend. Joined CG in Nov 1982. They kept me busy. Finally some girl wants me because I might amount to something. Two babies. What a shock! I’d love to live my childhood over again though. I played with my kids and watched cartoons with them. I loved/love them very much. Had no clue of parental responsibility. No planning ahead. I figured, that I somehow got to be an adult and they would too. Some philosophy! They did! Adults with many problems. Yet they DO love. Unfortunately like me, they also loathe. If one can let go of loathing. What a concept.
I work, have a wonderful wife, and I wonder, wonder, wonder.
I wonder how time flew so fast. I wonder how I got here. I wonder where I am going. I wonder how my friends got here. I am fascinated by Nancy Child Moss. I wonder how Nancy Child Moss got here. Not that I am discontent. I am not even sure what that means. Somehow life has gone to (52 May 3rd) and I still wonder how I got here, how you got here, how we all got here.
I can see that many have lived before us. They probably had many similar experiences, and wondered also. Many probably didn’t have the leisure to wonder so much. Still, here I am. Not lost. Not necessarily found either. Just wondering. About people.