NOTHING TO SAY???

paula over at PAULINE'S COUNTRY TALES AND OTHER THANGS had an entry about the "cat having your tongue".  her meaning was that she had little to talk about in an entry, but made an entry anyway.  i know exactly how she feels.  since i only get a strong enough signal to access the internet after midnight each night, i sit in front of the screen wondering what to type even when i don't have anything to say.  i feel i am wasting my internet access time, lol.

i worked today, at my craft store job.  i am growing less and less fond of that job since i have the other one.  i hope to soon be able to quit the craft store and work only at the other store, but right now i need both jobs just to make ends meet.

for those of you that are older (50 and up), have you noticed that as you age you have less tolerance for loud noises and modern day rock singers who just scream into the microphone?  or is it just me, lol.  it is hard to believe that when i was a teen and young adult, i was the lead female vocalist and bass guitarist for a local rock band.  now i seldom enjoy "today's" rock music.  i still like to listen to the rock of yesteryear.

the weather here is still in the mid 70's during the day, and 50's at night.  a journal friend commented that it was 5 below zero where they live...........now that is cold, lol.  i hope it doesn't get that cold here this winter.........if it ever gets cold.

i am off work again tomorrow, but have numerous errands to run.  i would love to sleep in.  i took an hour nap today before going to work and it made my evening worse.  i was groggy all night.  i find myself sitting here now "nodding", but I HAVE INTERNET ACCESS........I CAN'T GO TO BED!!!!!!!  lol.

i haven't  heard any news on my online friend, lahoma.  i hope and pray she is resting easy and doing better.

i want to change the format of my journal, but am afraid to mess with it since older entries would be compromised.  i often use white or light colored font in some of my entries.........and if i changed my background, some of my older entries might not be readable.  any suggestions???

i am babbling now, so will look for a poem to share.

OUR CHOICE

I hear the sound of a train , a truly lonesome sound
The steel wheels squeal on the tracks, nowhere bound

I sometimes wish I could hop that train, going nowhere
And flee my life of hopelessness and endless despair

But as I sit and dream of riding on that train
I realize I am the one who causes all my pain

One cannot escape the reality of this
We can make our life miserable or live in total bliss

It all hinges on the way we see the world each day
If we only see darkness and doom, despair will come our way

But if we look into the sky and see the brightness of the sun
We have not lost this war called life, to fight we’ve just begun

Some battles will be lost as we walk this mortal land
But at the end of life, we can say we took a stand

Giving up and letting go are the easier paths to take
Either way we choose to go, the choice is ours to make

(C) by Regina 2006