the massive bag of little things…

baggage….yeah tons of baggage… it piles up over the years….and will pile up…

you let go of some of it….some times more than you need to…

you hold onto some of it…. some times more than you need to…

and i can let go… but i can hold on… and some time i don’t know what to do with what and i’m in a pile of crap…

and as if that’s not enough… i got my massive bag of little things that get to me.. such a waste….but it’s not enough to know…. the next step is to act… and then act i do… i’ve removed some of the little critters that play the role of bugs…. the others just don’t come into my grasp…

in time maybe….

sounds….certain gestures…. certain words…..whether they come from a stranger or a an all too familiar person i wonder what came first…. did these things irritate me first and then did i look for reasons as to why they are more unacceptable? or did i look for reasons to see them as unacceptable?….

……………………………………………………….

well that’s a line of dots… a pattern would have been prettier to fill in the blank thoughts but that would take the effort i’m not willing to take…

aaaah but the gestures , sounds and words from songs…

they are big things that fit into tiny bags… something like Mary Poppin’s travel bag… they don’t understand that…. kind of like these kids….

but i don’t expect them to… kind of like Miss Poppins… i couldn’t ever be graceful as her….but i would like to have her spirit…

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