Shaken

How can life change so swiftly?  How can what what we had planned and driven toward get so quickly shaken?

I. Am.  Shaken.

I don't have the liberty to freely and openly talk about what is so crapped out....   but I can say that I could write a thousand songs based on the curve ball I got tossed.

I should have stuck with guitar lessons.  And taken vocal lessons.  At this point, my rear could be sitting at the Blue Bird Cafe attracting a mass of would-be song buyers based on what I could write about.

Dang.