As the end of 2025 is now upon us, I will be focusing on getting this book prepared for publication by February. I'll probably not be online as much so, please enjoy the end of the year. However you celebrate (Merry Christmas for me) please do have a "Happy _______!" I hope that any prosperity that you seek may find it's way to you in this upcoming year. Don't forget, we make our own fortunes!

I push forward, some days are easier than others. Heck, some minutes are harder than others. I look ahead and some days you can see something on the horizon. Then the clouds roll in, literally to cloud your vision from seeing any of your goals and dreams. It should be your foremost thought to get back on track with where you wish to be. Make it for you! Make it because you deserve the win. Make it.

We spend our lives working toward one goal or another, sometimes it is hard work other times it is half-hearted. The truth is, life is a series of attempts with victories and losses along the way. But what happens when we start and don't see it through? 

No, I'm not going to say that "Sorry" is the toughest word to say. In my opinion, the toughest word to utter is no. To those who don't have the need to save everyone around them it can be quite easy. I have always been one of those people can help...

We live our lives, hopefully, doing the right things. Treating people well, or saying please and thank you. Do you think that certain people deserve less respect from you? Where do you draw the "I'm not going to treat this person as an equal" line?

Everyday you have a brand new opportunity to do something new. Try new things that you have only thought of before, or maybe it's a new dream of something to do. They say that you are only young once, or the other one that says that you only live once. And my favorite, no rest for the wicked! Sure, aren't we young and wild from your early twenties until our late thirities? 

Why do cowards never speak any louder than when they are giving up someone's name?

As people, from time to time we get lost in our own thoughts. We wander down roads that lead to nowhere, and we continue down the tangent highways. The longer that we are alone in our minds, the more lost that we become. Coming back to your senses is a bit like a rubberband snapping back into place. Boingggg!

In a world where people care for one another without  caring about appearance, money, or other affiliations.

I have sat and watched rain. I have wept in the rain; it's a good habit, not letting anyone know if it is rain or tears. I have looked to the heavens and wondered if there was ever any purpose to this life that I was given. But in thinking this, I realize that I should be thankful for what I did to get this very life. 

The lives of many people are at times upset. Why? Is it that they cannot do all of the things that are their goals in life? Is it that someone that they feel could not actually compete with them has beaten them? Is it this or is it that? We spend our lives asking question after question when things do not seem to go our way. Our existence should be more than simply wanting to always things to go our way. We should learn from our experiences. We should get better at what we, apparently, thought we were already the best at being. 

When you are angry, or in a foul mood... We often look at others with the idea and hope that they will give you one reason. Just one reason to act out, to be angry, to fight. Everyone has that switch, but not too many people will access the area in their mind to really pull it out. All the anger staying pent up in them. It will boil over to rage, sooner or later, and then you can't stop it. It will be a small incident, a person asks you if they can scoot by to get a certain bag of chips off of the shelf--- and boom, the volcano will erupt. 

Self respect is sometimes hard to find. As a kid, I was not too great looking, overweight, wore glasses, and felt like I had to be someone that I wasn't to find friends. Packaging all that together, you find that you sort of smile and observe the world. You don't offer much. 

Wake up. Get up. The day begins, and the world has expectations of you. Getting ready for work, feed the children, then feed yourself. You do it all for everyone. Is there a thank you anywhere out there? Rarely. I see the moments as they pass by. I see the inevitable; it's typically referred to as the writing on the wall.

My thoughts fly about in my head, at times will keep me awake. I dread dreaming... I don't know why the dreams are bad to worse, every night and I feel at times that I might drown in the darker moments. I wake and I am tired. I feel like I have run around all night. Am I chasing a bad memory or am running toward it as I am chased down by an even more horrible dream reality? During the moments when I cannot focus, which is every waking hour, I try to find a singular item on which to focus. The problem often becomes that I appear to be staring at either a person or an object, but I am told to stop staring by my wife. The truth is, I do not think that I am staring, but I guess I look like a creep... Oh well, those are the things that fly about my head.