I'm Looking Up

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(Jay and Bryan's Ford GT40)
Life and circumstance can be interesting things ...

I say this, since I'm feeling rather 'reflective' or rather, introspective ...

This afternoon we went to a friend of ours daughters' boyfriends house (did you get that? -- just checkin') we watched the 'Almighty Superbowl' on a large T.V. in a beautifully big house, with a 4 car garage and stone hot tub, fire pit and pedigree dogs...the whole nine yards...or in this case, seems like 20... whatever the situation, this guys is 33 and has more wealth than I can ever dream of accumulating in my little lifetime.

(The 'StuperBowl')
And you know, it made me think, well, it's making me think... (and I'm NOT saying this because I don't have 'any') but are these people really happy? Money can only buy you the 'stuff', can afford 'creature comforts' (ever wonder why they call it creature?) money is not the goal, and yet it seems here, there is so much of this striving, it sort of bumms me out to be brutally honest, I look at my life and I'm like, where am I, what have I done, it's easy to get discouraged and yet, I have something he may never have ...

at any rate, I'm feeling slightly deflated tonight.

Tonight is one of those nights, I just want to make myself some nice hot tea and chill out...I think I will.

This week should be busy -- but I'm looking forward, and constantly looking up, constantly, it's the only thing, that keeps me going, keeps me sane, and keeps me still standing and singing.

Till next blog. A.

P.S. they had a really cute dog =)

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