[Tommi]

Originally Posted by LeftWriteFemme

March 22

Clever Me

I am clever, I am so clever, everyone knows it and I know it, too. So, why do I get slam stuck on the very simple things required to keep my life running smoothly? I know what needs to be done, yet have no clue as to how to accomplish these threads of minutia. I stall; panic, plod, pout. When I do force myself to do it I end up creating either a new pile of impossible incidentals or some anticlimactic end, but secret solutions are as of yet undiscovered. The whip, the lash and the club avail nothing though sweet enticements do no better. I pray, “Dear G-d please help me!” but this has no point, I don’t want the help, I am afraid of the help, I am afraid of the change and of course who wouldn’t be? Beyond here lay someone I don’t know, someone I only fear, beyond here lay the fearless me and I am clever enough to be afraid of her.

Fill the potholes in your thinking

This is one of my favorites from your book, "Sober on the Way to Sane".
it is one of those bent pages in the book on my coffee table. It amazes me when I pick it up and there are clever insightful words , put together just right for what I need, that are just the light in the tunnel...Oh now it WAS a train.

PS>>Glad to have gotten together with friends last night, Options are a good thing.