Hey, it’s me, LB, trying to get a firmer grasp on a lesson I may have learned too late:

Nah, it’s okay. Because it’s never too late.

LYMI, LB
DEEP THOUGHTS (AND SHALLOW ONES) FROM A WRITER-PRODUCER-POET-COLUMNIST WHO'S STILL TRYING TO FIGURE THINGS OUT
Hey, it’s me, LB, trying to get a firmer grasp on a lesson I may have learned too late:

Nah, it’s okay. Because it’s never too late.

LYMI, LB
Here I am, living the life…of pure denial?


LYMI

LB
The message above came to me in 1990, turning a terrible year in hell into one in paradise.
A year later I got a new name while living on the Santa Clara Pueblo near Santa Fe.

LYMI
Laughing Eagle
…Is to let others lead the way.
My many years of writing, writing, and more writing in search of, among other things, the meaning of life have finally exhausted me. The next step probably should have been to use whatever time is left to me to relax and live a little, but I seem to have gotten used to a much easier path:


I think that what I really wish I’d done – and currently was doing – is what the lead character here has:

Hmm…upon further pondering I’m thinking that as usual in what real life I’ve had and am having, all of the above are applicable, to me, to you, to just about everyone. Whaddaya know?

LYMI
LB