life- a post

so the song birds have sung their last. The honeymoon with my life thus far, current and next several years is officially finished. perhaps Im just feeling the musty, damp, and hot august blues. mi wifey and I agreed that dislike, or rather partial dislike, is mutual. swinging on the end of a line somewhere, blowing in the wind. I shouldnt complain. I have food, herb, water. health is a little sketchy lately, no doubt exasperated by over indulgence last weekend in an unplanned social event (liver may be protesting). soon to be a published author. hopefully hopeful but not really. interesting things happen when you loose all hope sometimes. what have you got to loose? you will