As i lay abed...
As usual..the sheets were a millimeter scrunched..which equals a pothole or two ro my back.
I wish i was normal, i wish i had a normal life..
It hit me
I am normal
Well, at least a new normal...
When should i start expecting. To sleep good?
Its only been since 1999 that i last slept ok.
I walk funny
Always have a headache
My face hurts from the bone deformaty from the accident.
My my my..
I guess this is the normal i can expect no?
I shoot picture
My back legs hurt
I sometimes get a good BM!
Woo Hooo! For those in the know..yah know....
Sometimes i even relax a bit
Not worried about falling down when i walk
Or falling out of bed
Getting up out of bed
Slipping in the shower and torquing my back..again
I look around
I drink some water
Who decided that XYZ was the perfect norm?
I got mad skills at poetry
I can speak with ease in front of hundreds
I drove 2 Million safe miles..have they?
Who decided what is to be normal
Now..I decide what will be normal.
I can do that
Can do that.
What is stopping you?
Cmon, answer the Ranchhand..
Is it the fear that admitting that you may be
Tah tah tahhhhhhhh..
Everybody got their something
Ide rather hang with the Spiney than most others
Where else are yah gonna talk about all the aches, pains,BM's etc without them going all glassy eyed.
There is nothing wrong with all your insides
Its your outsides that are kinda funny acting.
Your brain muscle still works
Your live muscle still works..
Ok, get your mind outta the gutter..where do you feel love?
Some parts work
Get busy livin Spiney.
What mad skills you got?
Sashaying funny down the isle at Walmart?
Cooking from a chair?
Stroking yor feline friend until they swoon?
Do you write
Do you read
Do you think about the deeper things
Do you laugh
Do you cry
Does the sunset make you sigh
Do you sing
Do you dance
Do you have a funny stance
Get on with life
Dont let it leave you behind
Its a condition you have
Not a death sentence
Ranch..from the Ranch
Its not a state of zen
Its a state of Ranch...