spoke with an old friend recently

first time in a long time

a couple of years in fact

such a selective communicator

only speaking up when life is at extremes

this time he was happy

which is good for me

for he

is me

they say those of healthy mind
speak out loud
with no one there to hear
these conversations with self
ever revealing
beware a prolonged silence

singularity of purpose

an armor against anxiety

a sanctuary for sanity

the beckoning promise of a new year

draws forth resolutions against past demons

resolutions disguised in idealistic expectation

ever deceitful in their contracts

for in the end human nature will once again prevail
the demons sure to return
...

but lets enjoy the moment for what it is
it only comes once a year

faith and hope

seemingly two sides of the same coin

upon examination

an unexpected dichotomy just beneath the surface

one side fatalistic

one side optimistic

seldom given more than a moment's thought

ahh, the curse of the aging man

never lost for appreciation

but becoming more invisible every day

...
many a mid-life crisis begins
when this invisibility is finally recognized

on the eve of a birthday

look back, consider

look forward, contemplate

mortality competing with potential

thoughts turn to purpose

probably should lose some weight

where is my cake