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So what is this going to be? A little bit of everything I think. Maybe that's it. What I'm thinking. What I'm believing. I hope what I'm knowing. And why would anyone care what I think I know? There's no reason in the world that you should. But then why are you here? Cuz you have to be somewhere I suppose. I've never been here before. I may not be back. I might get too busy to care; time is short. That's fine. Nobody can deal with it all at once. There is a lot to deal with.

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I try not to take myself too seriously, but I know I have far too much. So I'm trying to learn how to laugh again, as I had forgotted for a while there. Also I'm relearning to enjoy life; you know, like when we were kids. The biggest challenge ahead is learning how to love God with all my heart, and soul, and mind, and strength. This one is not really that hard when you know the truth. But along with it comes learning to love others as I love myself, and that one is, as they say, "a horse of a whole different color." I think I need to learn to love myself a little more, but the problem may be that I know all these facts about me. Sometimes the facts are simply wrong or they are just stuck in the past. I'm trying to get my facts to line up with the truth. As someone once asked a great man, "what is truth?" If he had only known.

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Thursday, March 29, 2007

Spring at Last!

Spring is an exciting time. Many things are happening, or are about to happen. Of course it can also be a little too exciting in this part of the country, as the often colliding forces of nature have produced frightening thunderstorms, baseball-sized hailstones, wind storms, and tornadoes. This year has been no different only earlier. Aah, spring when a young man's fancy...

"In the spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love." Spring is the season for love and this line is from the poem, “Locksley Hall,” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson. I wish I were in love again this spring, but then I say that every spring. I suppose that spring, at least for me, brings back renewed longings. Renewed feelings. Thoughts of...oh my god! April 15th, tax day, is just a few days away.
I always do my taxes early. (The afternoon of April 15th at the latest.) But to be honest, I think I like the deadline. I used to enjoy seeing all my "last-minute" friends in line at the post office on the 15th, as we made sure that our paper work, even if it was just an extension, was postmarked on that infamous date. (We didn't want Uncle Sam to get our money any sooner than necessary either.) Now that so many do their taxes online, the "holiday" seems to have lost its festive quality. No matter. Traditions must be upheld. I still have seventeen days left. Plenty of time! Aah spring! I may find love yet, or at least brush up on my poetry. Oh yeah, and find my rain coat while I check out the threatening afternoon skies.
~ rachman


Blogger Rob said...

Falling in love is taxing -is it not?

30/3/07 5:32 PM  
Blogger rachman said...

LOL! It is indeed, Rob. It is indeed.

30/3/07 11:35 PM  

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