Terribly diasppointed at the slow progress this whole exercise has been. Tommorrow I have to d o what I got to do (A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do). I was s'pposed to get someone's help and he seems to be dragging his feet - and you know when it is a favour you are seeking the options are limited.
You don't want to push too hard but also you can't let issues drag on FOREVER!
When I'm in one of those cranky moods I dig deep into my cd collections and go back way back into time. Not surprising I listened to Bebo Norman - In "Myself When I am Real" I love all of the tracks
Long Way Home:
It's a long way home, and the crying is done
But the sorrow is still wet upon your face
Our colliding hearts sometimes break apart
But now the pieces are gathered up in grace.
When we dream this dream for the last time we'll see
That we lived this love for a lifetime...
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