Yeah, I Figured That Much

Bringing to light certain uncertainties such as friendships, the necessity for company, and chicken salad, these days of late find this columnist behind a thick and foul stanched cloud. As if mediocrity and contentness weren’t the warm and inviting pillows of happiness, this dumb ass lost sight and waiting too long to get up after suffering his last blow.

As if the big bright light of “the forbidden and unwarranted prize” were just looming over the horizon, the direct and often traveled route to its presence gets continuously blocked off. This most recent detour finds this columnist questioning his questions, his time, and his future. Not to mention all the other sets of eyes, and brains behind those eyes that flicker throughout the struggling journey we call life.

JDot’s big black sun shines high in the motionless sky, raining despair and sorrow upon all who are tricked into feeling its false and shallow warmth.