Real People Blues

By a show of hands how many out there have made a woman mad and had no idea why??? Come on be truthful. Let's see...one...two...three...fou...hey get your hand back up...ahh bah! I lost count.

Too many times I will sit and ponder this as to why they are mad at me again. I mean is it something I said? Something I did, or didn't do? Was it something I should have done, or was it I just wanted to get what I want and not listen to her. I'm ashamed to say it but 8 out 10 times its the latter. I do not know how to listen anymore.

I used to listen to people, I mean really listen to them. Now ,sometimes, I just want to make myself happy and content, and make the other person think I am paying attention.

You say, "why is that Clan?" Well I don't know!? So back off! I wish I had some answers, and maybe I do, but putting them into words is a feat I can't accomplish. What I can do is grunt, make some indistinguishable noises, scratch myself in weird places, and...well...you get the picture.

Maybe I will have some sort of epiphany, and the light will shine and the angels will sing, but not yet. No light. Nothing! I hold on to the hope that this will change soon. That the answers will appear out of the ether. My faith has been tried and shaken, but I still keep coming back to it. I know that what I am doing is part of a grand design that I can't see right now, but one day all of the trials I have gone through will come to fruition. And that day, that day...well...that day will come and I will be waiting for it. I think we all are.

Until then we should all hold our heads high. Yes we are fallible, and we always seem doomed to repeat our mistakes, but take heart I have lived through some rough times (one time in my life I was homeless) and I'm still here. If I can do it, anyone can!

*DISCLAIMER*

These ramblings are meant for me and no one else, any likeness to anyone else is strictly coincidental, and entirely fabricated by me. No animals were harmed in the writing of this blog!