I don’t run anymore nor do I jog…
The continuity of pain and sorrow is blended in the living of life. Writing is a way to endure the worst depths of pain and sorrow. Creativity is the tool to use while walking a lonely road we paradoxical all share. Music also is a way to feel part of something that understands the pitfalls of living.
I dine with pain and I laugh with sorrow. With joy I roll in the pricks of my mortality, and I cry when I see innocence displayed on the face of animals and children. Walking with betrayal as it slowly melts away is feeling the imprecations of love,
is the blues.
Becoming lost in a song and the lyrics heals the bad feelings. Musicians and authors, writing and reading, and creating and listening are ways to be or live with the blues.
Chill, we all have hearts but some of us know how to use our hearts a lot better than others…