Not so much into trying to write with cleverness. My goodness, my God, my wish; to live an entire day and feel good. Another year and I just might forget what it feels like. Memory as of late has served me well, but not here. How does a healthy body for 45 and a half years escape a mind plagued with a brain that feels like a chunk of meat on a skeerw over an open flame? Suffering has its own agenda. I don't worry as much, worry has lost alot of its merit.

I worry about the varied life in the Gulf of Mexico. God Damnit. Here is to hope that our federal leaders will have the nuts and guts to pass legislation that promotes the collection interest to pursue alternative energies with grants for R and D and production. Hero's. We need some Hero's.

Here is hoping whoever you are, that you take a moment from each day, some days just a long breath with gratitude that you are alive. Other days, giving away the goodness you seek in return.

ken