WHAT THE ...

Just a thought.

Ever ask yourself, why am I here?

I do, I’m curious, why am I here, what good does my existence have? There never seemed to be any particular purpose for my life. I’ve been here for seventy years but, for what? I’m rarely happy, and apart from serving my country, I have no accomplishments of which I’m particularly proud.

Of all the people that I know, only one seems to seriously care about me and how I feel, I can’t understand what it is that appears to make me so insignificant.

Maybe I’m screwed up in the head? something I could understand if I felt it true. We all have our little, tug of war, in our lives but that shouldn’t occur practically every day.

I’m certain if I died, what would happen would be the search of my belongings for anything I may have had of value and the discarding of all I held dear in my lifetime. A few years would go by and the memory of me and my life would fade quicker than smoke from a dowsed camp fire.

Yeah, that does bothers me, my entire life all I did was give thus, why I have so little now.

The closer I get to the end of my life the stronger this story becomes so, yeah, this bothers me.

So, how’s your day?

Reviews

[Sherriff]

A very heartfelt and confronting issue, direct and written with thought and emotion. And your writting will forever live on in the minds of your readers. The world is unfair and cruel and thoughts of inadequacy always plague us, but you are far from that, you may not have had your individuality when you served but your deeds will never be forgotten and your stories will carry on. Thank you for sharing this piece I have gained a lot out of it.

[Kelly Scheppers]

After losing what was my very best and dearest friend suddenly in May, I have come to question my existence without him in my life, many times. We all need a "go to", someone who's there whenever we need a lifeline, and he was mine. I've often wondered what will happen to all I have written, which I have copies of in a notebook by my desk. I don't believe you are as alone as you feel, and I would hope that your presence here at the Cafe will be a reflection of that - in time. Perhaps you should consider adopting a senior dog from a local shelter. There are many pets that need a home and someone to love. Give it some thought, and keep writing. I promise to keep reading!

[Paul McCall]

Thank you, Kelly, everything I do is somehow a branch of my life, reaching out grasping in the air for answers. It’s the same thing with my artwork. I have a web site where I express myself, or to use another word, vent. www.paulmccallart.com Sometime, if you have a chance take a look and let me know what you think. I put my writing on there also. I will be sure to read more of your work as well. Thanks again.