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B is for Chuckle

things these days have been pretty tight. correction, tightly wound.
things these days have been pretty tightly wound.

i have been angry with a lot of people and myself.
and maybe for just cause.
or maybe not for just cause.

but standing in the bathroom just a moment ago, i looked at my freshly clean shaven face (hotness!) and wondered, "[why and] how long will you be angry? what are you angry about!"

i splashed some water on my face. and chuckled.
i may be angry at myself - but i'm alive.
i may be angry at my Hero - but he still exists
i may be angry at the girl - but TWO always tango
i may be angry at a lot of things - but there's battlestar galactica music! oh wow is there BSG MUSIC!

this is not to be clichéd but the facts are that as crappy as life feels there are more reasons for me to push forward than give up the ghost. and while i don't know what frame i will awaken tomorrow i do know that
1God Almighty is Love
2 BSG is good
3 my mother is amazing (chuckle now at the order of appearance)
4 Ayo is alive and studying. one of the few humans (or maybe he's a final five) who i could say AYE! KARA THRECE AND HER SPECIAL DESTINY! and he would say "of course"

so here's to you LIFE (even as i listen to Passacaglia - a track from BSG S1) - i love you and i thank God that you Breathe in me.

smile people. it's not soo bad after all. it's a little worse :-) but hey... you're beautiful. both God and i think so so there.

end of line

pax
tracy j h

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