If the truth be known,
Some days are diamonds. Other days? They’re stone.
Some days I have something I can’t wait to share,
But on others, it’s an almost, well, who cares?
Some days I want to share, need to share.
It’s like I’m unloading a major thought.
But many days, I feel I need to hold my peace
Speak nothing, Think nothing, Do nothing.
But wait, that’s next week.
Downtime is precious.
Long drives with nothing but road noise
The occasional grunt in response
To something you didn’t hear.
Life is full of noise, spoken, shown, and heard.
It feels like some always want to be a commercial
Sharing everything loudly and cheering.
But I’m getting older, and noise I can do without it!
Right now, the German Shepherds are making a racket
Trying their best to get our attention.
The curtains and blinds are opened. Uh oh, they see us.
Come! Throw a rock or a ball, and let’s walk!
My headsets are noise-canceling. I appreciate their power.
Shut it all out, and be quiet. Nothing is happening over there.
But they have a secret connection to only what I want
And when I want some noise, they give it to me quietly.
Today. There’s nothing to share except to tell you…
There’s nothing to share. I promise.
I’m okay. Are you? Come back another day.
Please. Some day soon, I’ll have something to share.