For some reason

I just can’t get here.  A lot of it is the time factor, the minutes speed by as I try to catch them – laughing at me as they skip off over my shoulder never to be captured or seen again.  I feel like I’m in the middle of some huge life dilemma but I can’t put a finger on what it is and I can’t pick a direction.  That’s a bad thing for a Taurus to have to admit.  I still have my center, the core of what I am and what I believe in, but the life dilemma is hanging out there, waiting for me to make up my mind and make a positive move…

I am off to Vegas tomorrow, fairly early, for a dental visit – ain’t it sweet?  And the truck driving duo made home last weekend.  We have some plans.  Riot is in lockdown thanks to she-parental.  I’m not sure I will ever pen a book about poker dealing, but I should pen one about fucked up people and relationships…ahhh…but a lot of that is at the poker table, right?

I can’t stay tonight.  I hope to be back with more direction and focus next time I visit Tango.  Stay well everyone, take a sanity pill and do deep breathing exercises five times a day…oh wait…that’s my prescription for myself.

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