I ended last time with these cheery thoughts...   :)

"Addictions… any addictions are tough.... Sometimes they are fatal…. there are casualties  in any war… like the young lady who takes her own life  near the end of the movie 28 Days… because there is no way out… there is no hope… can’t beat it…. it’s totally hopeless…   the only way out is death…"

Addictions are tough.  Watching the movie "28 Days"  brought it all home once again.... trying to kick the habit... any habit... all the struggles... the frustrations... here it was all over again in the movie... all these folks... hooked on alcohol and drugs... it was ok to smoke if you had them.... a little sex in one of the rooms on and off.... a little rebellion here and there.... a little anger... that kind of stuff was tolerated...but the structure was there... help was there... small group sessions ...

I did just say this yesterday....   hmmmm.... "What really got me rolling on this was my musing about  all us unique people and our zillion and one addictions…  having also just watched 28 Days… a movie about folks and our addictions… hmmmm… is watching movies one of Philip’s addictions…. could it possibly be…. ?"

It's been 8 days since I have written anything... it is time... actually it is beyond time... I am so full of my Musings  I am ready to burst...  :)

Who'd a thunk!  I mean... at least I never thought I would have  thunk this way...  :)

Ok... so no more hurry up and wait.... no more bigger.. better... quicker... get busy Philip...  go/go... do/do... it's over... that whole silly lifestyle of hurrying up so I can accomplish more and more and more.... and then realizing instead that I am further behind than ever before... remember?... the hurryder I go, the behinder I get?....hmmmm.... what's wrong with that picture anyway....?

I used to make rolls that were specifically designed  to contain our 8oz burgers back in our restaurant years from 1986 to 1994.  They took a lot of TLC.... they needed to be cut the same weight... pulled out gently to the same size... tenderly caressed and formed into the perfect shape and placed on the baking pans.... cooked at 350 degrees and watched till they were perfectly "done"... then immediately taken out of the oven, removing the rolls to a cooling rack....

the muser is still  musing...  :)

It is not that he has stopped thinking... or run out of  things to think about... actually,  he is just not writing  about every single thought that passes thru his upper regions ... was that a sigh of relief I just heard?     :)

I was reading through my Psalm again  this morning... the one I wrote a few months after my pity party encounter with God at my picket fence back in 1999... His word to me at the fence that  He had never asked me to do anything for Him  and all He ever wanted was a  relationship with me... that was the start of a major turnaround for me.... the Psalm came out of  that encounter...