Worth Reading Before Midnight

I appreciate artists who are just as good live if not better than in a studio. Thought about it today when I stumbled across this and thought about what other songs to link to here.

Obviously there are musicals in which you know the performers don’t require the electronic help because if they did no one would want to listen to this.

Don’t know why, but there was a moment today when a flash of memory took me back to a trip to Vegas and I thought about walking by some fountains listening to this and dreaming about a future I could almost touch.

Somewhere time for Yizkor I swear I could hear Dad telling me that he and Grandpa Wilner were going in and I shook my head because the memory might have been close to 45 years old.

Sort of made sense because there were moments today when I thought not just about him but all of the grandparents and wondered what happens if death isn’t the end.

What if there is something else and if so, might today be one of those times when the veil between us is thinner.

Made me think about Tevye’s dream and though I know it was a ploy, I snorted and thought that if one is nervous about some things this is worth reading before midnight.

Changes Are Coming

I feel some changes coming stronger than ever and though I will not say here what I think it is impossible for me not to believe.

Don’t have to know all of the specifics to be certain but I am.

Might have to write some of it down to get it out of my head but not here. This joint isn’t for that, this is for other conversations with myself.

Can only say that after I have told you certain things you’re making a critical error in judgment if you think I am playing. I like kidding around and having a good time but life is too short to live with obstacles and anchors upon our feet.

Spent too many years using too much strength and too energy treading water and or tearing down those walls. Spent too much time teaching the kids to work smarter and not harder to ignore my own advice.

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One of my colleagues went to a funeral last week because a man she knew fell off of a ladder and died. I am blanking on whether he was in his late fifties or early sixties but it is the same to me.

Too young.

He wasn’t an unhealthy man with preconditions. He was very active and something happened.

Got a fraternity brother in the hospital now. It is not his first round because he has been fighting renal cancer for several years now but it is still serious.

All reminders that one day you can be fine and the next day…not.

Makes me think again about the times I promised myself I would move to Israel and the reasons I haven’t…yet.

How much time do we get and if we don’t take some of those chances and go for those opportunities do we find a way to reconcile it or do we end with regret.

Maybe I shouldn’t listen to this while I write or maybe it is precisely the thing to listen to.

Got to update a few other spaces and places, so this is all I have got for you here.