A Nap with Pie

Someday's are better than others and I've been known (yes, even me) to whine a little about life and the way things aren't.

A Nap with Pie

Could we please stop the political polarization and all the back stabbing subterfuge and reset our collective priorities? It appears our elected representatives are far more focused on making the other side wrong than having a plan or solution. I fear the cost of being right will simply be just that, you get to be right. But at what cost?

The best gift we can be to ourselves and the world is to relight the beacon, get our proverbial shit together and be a good example of how a nation with vision and compassion takes care of its own and it's true friends. We're supposed to be in recovery from the recession but I've never seen more homeless and working poor.

So I'm whining a little today. I've been flat on my back for 2 1/2 days with a slipped disc in my lower back and a pinched nerve. It's miserable, I admit. And I feel a guilty for sulking about it. I know many that are far worse off than I am and have had some really tough breaks the last few years. My heart goes out to them.

Yet, today, at this moment, it's all about me. As I lay in a pool of sweat trying not to move (or cough) so I trigger the all consuming web of pain it crosses my mind; if it were serious, if something really were wrong and I needed surgery and I couldn't work for an extended period of time, no doubt I'd be totally screwed.

Is that a sign I'm getting older? It reminds me of an old family'ism, "This too shall pass." You'll feel better tomorrow and things will be better.

I gotta go... I need to lay down again. I don't have any pie, but I'm going take a nap in my warm cozy bed with sincere thanks it's not a park bench. I'll play some music in my head and dream about tomorrow. After all, I'm an artist by calling. I took the oath a long time ago. I'm done with the whining and there's no time to waste.