general stuff · October 18, 2008 0

what happened to the birds?

Some times I stress myself out for no good reason at all.  I forget the prophetic words of wisdom of Mr Marley:

Dont worry about a thing,
cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin: dont worry about a thing,
cause every little thing gonna be all right!

Rise up this mornin,
Smiled with the risin sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin, (this is my message to you-ou-ou:)

And maybe that’s it.  I’ve been getting up at 4am and going straight to work.  I haven’t watched the sunrise, or listened to the birds in my back garden sing their lovely morning tunes in the past 2 months.  That can’t be a good thing.

Yesterday, my mechanic announced my truck a dead truck driving.  The gearbox needs fixing. Something is wrong with the handbrake, and the rear differential something or another is leaking.  He informed me that it is a big job and unless I am in love with my truck, it probably isn’t worth the expense to fix it considering its age and the number of miles I have racked up on the odometer.  He said the best thing to do is drive it until it packs in.

I wouldn’t go so far as to say I love my truck, but I do like it.  We’ve been through a lot together.  I will have to get a second opinion.  Maybe there is hope.

In addition to working an ungodly amount of hours, I have also been pushing myself pretty hard physically with my running and weightlifting regime.  My body is morphing into a different shape.  My clothes are falling off of me.  Soon I will be hard as woodpecker lips again.  But at what cost?

I think today I will take some time to smell the roses.

I finally got my hands on a copy of Neil Gaiman‘s book, American Gods, so I’ll spend some time with it today as well, maybe even wander into town and pick up some new threads.

peace, out


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