Sunday, July 3, 2011

ch-ch-ch changes

I need to make more changes.
Seems as though I have done more modifying of self in my middle years than at any other time in my life.

I am
so not into feeling betrayed by those I am attempting to help any longer.
My union steward days are numbered. I was such a damn Polly Anna. It's nuts.
Why on earth I thought I could make a difference in a segment of the world that is over-run with political maneuvering and back-stabbing, is beyond me.
What the
hell was I thinking?

So now, I begin to move on. I probably will lose some "friend ships", which makes me feel sad. But I will probably gain peacefulness and lose a major batch of life wrecking anxiety.

Like I've said for many moons, " I am a great supporter. I am not a great leader"
nor do I want to be.

"I yam what I yam" as the great philosopher Popeye once said.