Bob was almost set to go.. we had a double date.. girls met at the football game.. right outside the gate..
turned to me puzzled.. caution in his look.. said,, ‘feel like a girl.. dressed like a flick in that paper book’..
‘Man you looking good feel it well.. make a fist.. liking your reflection does not make a narcissist.. point of fact my life.. my act.. ‘okay’ is the key.. to realization of the best and worst of what is me’..
‘You may work a roof in the sun spreading tar.. you may have the talent that makes a living star.. you may spend your life making touchdowns for those crowds.. take the best of what you are (see) do it right.. sound it loud..
Thought.. ‘Today is another when I see myself and feel good to offer.. things that make my thoughts chase themselves in circles are left in a smoking pile next to the past I like to remember’.. Peace Tony