Day Tripper #? 2

….like taffy, it doesn’t matter where you

cut it off. It’s not easy to be picky with

taffy. 

“So, THAT”S what they were doing!”

Oh, yeah…..

How many times can you listen to “Over

And Over” by the Dave Clark Five, over

and over again? It’s a simple question.

…yes, this is the point where sometimes

we begin to have problems, where we’ve 

been going along, not paying particular

attention, and suddenly find ourselves…

Where? Many times where we never 

imagined we’d be, for better or worse.

“…and I found myself” theme of a poem

I wrote, stolen gladly from me by brethren.

Who finds themselves is a question one

might ask. How can you find what was 

never lost, yet, we keep running in circles.

If you’re looking for what is actually there,

good for you. Trying to shape the world

the way you’d like didn’t work for 

Napoleon, so, what makes you think it

will work for you? No no…so sorry…what

goes up must come down.

I worked in a factory. I made some money 

and it wasn’t pleasant. I chose plumbing

because it was still an outlaw profession.

We did our job and people left us alone

because we smelled bad. It worked out

well. I survived and still had the time to

do the things in life that meant something 

to me. And plumbing took me out of my 

mind and landed me squarely in my body…

great discipline…great connectedness to 

the moment. Pay me now or pay me later.