Warm Beer Blues!

Some days I wander around in my head. I let my imagination be freely fed. By the streams of thoughts that spill from my mind and I wonder how I became so defined.   My world appears in black and white, I fall into a pit of fight or flight. I wish for the way things were long ago when fingers would fly and humor would flow.   I have the humor, but it's stuck in my brain When I type it out it just seems so plain. The stories these days, of my life on the page Seems to be lifeless and so full of rage.   How I long for the days when the blog world was fun I didn't feel so under the gun. Remember the day I shot turkey and sheep? from my back step I saw them lay in a heap.   Remember the conversation I had with OC about Tuna fish, my daughter and me? Those days seem to be tucked deep in the past The true love of blogging is fading so fast.   The ties that bound the friendships beyond the walls of the castle and our gator pond. The current mood is not as sincere can you tell I'm drinking cheap beer?   My hookers have scattered, left the gin cabinet bare I'm pretty sure I'll find ugly shoes in there. Today I stare at the tarnished ole crown wondering why I'm feeling so down.   Then I remember it's simple and true I don't take the time to get to know YOU. I promise this, a promise I'll keep. I'm keeping the faith, I"m taking the leap.   Instead of being concerned of what's here instead of drinking this cheap ass warm beer I'm spending tomorrow catching up with my friends and reading their blogs right down to the ends.   I'm leaving you comments  and awards will be here. For all of you hookers who helped dumped this warm beer!   have a great weekend See ya on Monday!