Just thought I would say hi again, throw some more mental concious verbage.

Busy day, things move lightning fast in life sometimes, days turn to weeks and weeks in to years (they skip the months sometimes, it seems).

I noticed alot of my poetry and writing lately is just all over the place, but that is okay. I learned a long time ago, sometimes you just have to write. Not think about it, just write. Eventually you have to sift though all the junk in your head before you find the really good stuff. I have not written enough in the last years (I dont want to put a date on that).  I need to write more, it is kinda like doing mental pushups I guess.

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Getting Older - 1219051109 (time,date, same as always).

I am getting Older
And there is nothing I can do about it
But that is okay, really.
It is.

I am getting older,
My joints done work the same,
Pains shoot sometimes when I do something
As simple as climb a stair

My blood sugar is high,
My Energy is low,
I have to learn to lose weight
The Food I love,
I eat less.
Well that the goal at least.

I am getting older,
I cant eat cheese anymore
At least I am not suppose to.
When I go out to dance,
I am a "old timer" they say.
I cant dance like I used to
And even if I could,
Nobody dances like that anymore anyways.

I am getting older.
I would say my hair is falling out,
But it is isn't.
But it is grey,
Which is kinda cool,
Kinda not, I guess, but oh well.
I think it is.
I cut it all off anyways.

I am getting older.
At least paying bills is not the stressed out thing it used to be.
At least making new friends is not a big deal anymore
I dont panic about jobs.
I dont cry when I dont have money.
I dont bitch ... well
I dont know where I was going with that...
but I dont complain much anymore.

I am getting older.
Love is on my mind sometimes.
I think about it a lot sometimes.
I dont have to figure it out anymore.
I miss it, but not in a way that I am lonely
Just in the way, that ...
well, the world can beat you up sometimes.
And it is nice to come home.
and be loved.

I am getting older.
Time waits for no one.
It changes and never slows down.
Or speeds up.
Time is the ribbon that wraps up
All our experieces
It is not something there to be pretty
But something for us to help
describe things,
things that are a bit unknown.

Well, maybe not a ribbon.
But I am still get older.
It is kinda cool sometimes.
It is also very new, and kinda of scary sometimes.
There are many rewards.
There are many good byes.
There are many challenges.
There are many treasures.

I am getting older.
One day, turns to years sometimes.

It really does.

I am getting older.

Nathan S.