I've heard it said that a fanatic is one, who upon losing site of his goal, redoubles his efforts.
And a fanatical fool is one who does it multiple times. Consistently.
And behold - I am their king.
And I am exhausted.
I seem to have just enough energy to fight off the morning malady of rectal glaucoma - (not seeing how I'm gonna drag my fanny outta bed) to go hang in there through work only to collapse at night into the Chair - just to wake up and do it all again.
Trying harder.
Working harder.
Striving harder.
Life becomes that squirrel cage do-hickey.
A little rattling wheel goin' 'round and 'round.
Boogity-boogity-boogity.
Just keep running.
Just keep trying.
A human doing.
Not a human being.
And I've found, multiple times and unfortuantely through experience, that the exact opposite is needed at such a time.
To paraphrase that little-known theologian, Elmer Fudd:
"Be qwiiet. Be vewey qwiiet.
Weer huntin' da Hoowee Speerut."
Be still and know that He is Him.
And that I am not.
So, sorry for the run-around and for the hiatus.
It's great to remember who's in charge today.
And tomorrow.
And forever.
Shhhhhh. Be vewey qwiiet. N'know.