Monday, December 2, 2013

In The Neighborhood

Like horseshoes or hand grenades,
I'm close to where I should be for my
upcoming trip with San Francisco.

The last dance, the last go round, or,
it might as well should be.

"I was in the neighborhood, and, I 
thought I would just drop out."

"I've had enough experience so, I know
when to say yes...it always happens at
any time."

"Like music, you know when you hit the 
groove, and your life lets you take you there."

I'm not there yet….you know the transition
when you are about to go somewhere…you
can feel it. 

But, I''m in the neighborhood….I've always
been there.




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