I wrote this this AM and now feeling need to share it here to some it will mean nothing and others well you were there.
I sit and ponder the past, seemingly outside of myself, oh to be present now, not drifting or longing for a time that never was but these things happened, was I just an extra on the stage of the whirling events of my life? What impact could I have made if I had been present or are we ultimately the director of our own drama. What state is this as I seem to be outside looking from another shore is this a past life trying to get my attention? Really Jim? Maybe its all a dream.