Good Stuff Too!

The Lovely Carla and I have been dancing on the precipice for a while now. We're kind of like those canaries in a coal-mine. Ahead of the curve on sensing toxic elements in the air.

And there have been times when I thought it might be "curtains" for the little chirping birdies. And the ship of state, and the planet seem like dead letters waiting to be opened.

But on the other hand (there's always another hand), I've always had this sense inside me, or maybe it's a voice, or could be indigestion, that somehow everything was going to work out for us. And really, maybe everything would be ok. And not just ok maybe great.

And opportunities, and lucky breaks, and little epiphanies, and happy accidents keeps coming our way. Somehow we continue to defy gravity. And maybe sometimes we have kind of over-looked all the good stuff, because we see so much of the toxic shit floating around in the world. And it sometimes seems overwhelming.

But the good stuff is undeniable. And it keeps us going. And keeps coming. And that's good. And if it's all just a long lucky streak, well, there's nothing wrong with that. Keep on rolling those tumbling dice!