I got nuttin for you.
That’s what my decades old air conditioner and heating unit says, now, whenever I am awakened, in the dead of night, with satan, a dragon and the Sahara Desert all blowing up in my face.
Aaaaagghh!
That said, me and my so sad and tired ac are now rocking, swaying, chair dancing, as we fight with this awful, awful, whew, Geez Louise heat.
Give in to the heat, you say?
Hecks to the naw!
*Cassandra does a dramatic turn, crashing into the side of the couch*
Oppps.
Ehem.
Scuze me.
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Why am I jamming to ‘Get Down On It’, at 3:48 am and yakking at you?π€·ββοΈ Figured I would share the agony.ππ
I shall digress, from being silly, to use a bit of serious to encourage you to enjoy your life no matter where you find yourself.
I was telling my wombie I have been feeling every bit of my 54 years lately. I never used to. I still feel 25.
My bod reminds me, every morning, child you coming up on double nickels soon.
Also, lately, God and Life has got jokes. The more I have tried, the more I have prayed, the harder life has gotten. They pointed to a path that is steeper, sharper, scarier, mindblowing, mind-numbing, ridiculous, frustrating and told me to have at it. Alone, yet not.
Around every other corner I have been faced with choosing pride, my way, the high way, the high road, the lonely road, the will this EVER end bend.
Exhausting.
Hot.
Gnat filled.
Joy filled.
Filled.
Full.
Emptied.
Empty.
In order for God and Life to fill me with…
???
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God knows and He ain’t telling.
So, beloveds, when heat and hell tries to try you, tell ’em, I got nuttin for you and keep on keeping on. You got this.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
