Originally Posted Wednesday, June 25, 2013
I just wrote a piece that was way too revealing, too confessional. Whoa! Next thing you know, I'll be on some daytime talk show (do they still have those things?) telling a national audience something dreadful. That's no way for a hero to behave, even in retreat. Thank goodness I stopped myself. Self-mockery is one thing, but nobody likes to watch someone shit himself in public. I take that back. I'm pretty sure there is a website for that. There is a website for anything you can imagine. I have seen unbelievable things, things we thought were merely mythical when I was growing up. Nope. People do that. They do that and they do this and they do more than that. I won't shit myself in public. Not literally. Not yet.
Oops. The next paragraph I wrote (and deleted) went right to the same terrible place. Apparently I am looking for some succoring or perhaps saving. Maybe we all have at one time or another, but we know how that works out. Al Swearengen had it right (link). Listen to Al. Listen carefully. That is all we have, really.
There I go again. I have to stop this for today. Selah.
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