Just A Pondering

DEEP INTO THE MUD OF MY THOUGHTS I PONDER TOMORROW. WILL I SUCCEED AT THIS OR GO DOWN IN FLAMES SINKING UNTIL THE FLAME IS DISTINGUISHED?
DON’T KNOW WHAT AGE I AM DON’T CARE.AS LONG AS THINGS STILL WORK I WILL MOVE FORWARD. WHEN THE PARTS DON’T WORK EVEN WITH OIL ITS THEN I WILL PUT MYSELF IN THE GRASSY GRAVEYARD OF OLD CARS.
I STILL CAN’T FIND THAT ONE PIECE OF THE PUZZLE THAT WILL COMPLETE MY PICTURE. THERE IS A PLAN AND I WILL KNOW IT WHEN IT IS GIVEN TO ME, AND BE THANKFUL.
THERE IS A VOID, A MISSING PIECE, EMPTINESS, AND A QUESTION MARK. THERE IS SOMETHING I MUST DO OR A PLACE I MUST GO. JUST CAN’T FIGURE THAT OUT YET BUT I WILL.
A HAMMOCK SWINGING IN A GENTLE AUTUMN BREEZE MY EVERYTHING BESIDE ME.THE BAGGER LOOKING GOOD IN THE SUNLIGHT. WAITING TO ROAR TO LIFE ONCE MORE AND TAKE US THROUGH SOME TURNS.
SWINGING AND PONDERING, RIDING AND PONDERING, GOING THROUGH THE MOTIONS AND PONDERING JUST A PONDERING…….
M.O.

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