Get a Clue

These daunting words face me. Did I get a clue? Am I a clue getter.

I think yesterday I almost got a clue, but it was really just a pictures sent to my by my old boyfriend. Does that count? I think that is really the anti-clue. The past, the deadness, the oldness.

I want a new clue to a new life. A new me. Letting go of the things which are behind and stretching forward to the things which are ahead.

I’d like something to which to look forward. Education, love, success. Or something more or less.

I am not sure exactly what I want to do with my life, There is many things but the thing is if I am not happy within, it ain’t gonna matter what I want to do with my life, one day at time. Let me start with the passion of this soul, love, not just a thank you get out my sheets kind of love, I want to receive what I give and it is going to be 110% depending on how much is returned for the efforts, a true love. I am to concerned about gettin my name in the lights, but I am yearning to play the O’l Opry. I have the talent, the voice, the guitar skills, the charm, a handful of songs written.
Finish my education, so I can be somebody, who I am not sure? Maybe like the rest of the world running around like ants????? Be a better father!!!!! My life I think evolves around you whom reads what I write. Helping others get threw life as easy as possible, with or without deadends, crossroads, speed bumps, what ever they may be I need to help someone.