IT’S TRUE. . .
SOMETIMES OUR MONKEY MIND
MAKES US BELIEVE THAT
I T
IS ALL JUST ONE JUMBLED/TUMBLED UP MESS OF UNLEASHED THOUGHTS
SEEMINGLY UNCAGED AND RUNNING AMOK. . .
B U T
ESPECIALLY WHEN
S O REMEMBER
AND REMEMBER
A LINE IS JUST A LINE
NO MATTER WHERE IT BEGINS AND ENDS
OR HOW JUMBLED UP
IT EVER SEEMS. . .
PARTYING ON
It doesn’t matter how long it took to set it up. It doesn’t matter how long it took to plan it. It doesn’t even matter how long it even lasted.
There’s a certain feeling and we know it in just a moment don’t we; that feeling of when the party is over. . .
There’s nothing like it. There’s nothing we can compare it to; is it like the let down after Christmas or a big long awaited family gathering; some say it’s a letdown, some say it’s inevitable, some say, ” Well hey, at least you had the party and now you have the memories. . .
But who wants a memory, especially when it doesn’t compare to the real thing and often times it’s all we’re left with in just a moment.
We realize it’s enough. . .
It’s always enough because as much as we once upon a time had the party. . .
there’s another opportunity to have another one or
EVEN A BETTER ONE. . .