One of these days, I am considering writing a book… A tell All-of sorts! Well…I guess an Autobiography. Tho… it would be of true accounts of my life and things I have experienced, you would think it was fiction and I am just a good story teller…
WTH am I talking about? I know… I know…
I’m rambling, but today I am just a little let down about encounters I have had in life have often times been close to perfect, if only it were the right time… I always have an ideal situation, everything about it is good- EXCEPT for the timing…timing is always bad for me. I sat at my desk this AM in deep thought wondering is it a coincidence that things work out this way or is it something about me that causes these mix-matched meet-ups?
I don’t know really…just sharing my thoughts… Nothing really worthy of details. In short always the right Person/Place/Thing… just not convenient at the time for all parties involved… Chew on that while we listen to Alanis Morissette relate to my mood. “Isn’t Ironic…” Don’t you think?
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