Same life; wrong shoes

       Same life, and the Wrong damn shoes........again!

Ever have those days?  Trying to avoid all the mirrors in the house.  No sleep, no down time, no patience, and no sex!!  All that pent up anger.  "a slice of pizza with some resentment, please."  Something that will sit high in the stomach getting riper by the second...Time for some antacid.....[joke].."The Arabic version of ALKA-SELTZER is basically the same product, Just sold under a different name.  It's called."Al-qaeda-Seltzer".  Dissolved correctly, once they hit the stomach they just simply explode."..

SAME OLD LIFE;...remember that moment of clarity, when you looked at your life at one point in living and thought....shit!,these were the cards I was dealt?... "I know , I'll use trickery to achieve satisfaction"....only joking.....take it easy..... This is when we get to prove our genius as a person.
       Hardships are like a classroom, and shoes that don't fit.  When your in them, no one seems to be paying attention anyway!!...So, I just take a step back and realize, "yeah, I'm just as goofy as the guy next to me"..so. I slow down and enjoy the High....Check out the photo of one of our supposedly 'links in the chain'..., do ya think this poor guy ain't wishing he was handed some different shoes on the wheel of fortune?....I can remember when I took that photo, I was standing just underneath him and for some reason he would not look at me.  Probably wished he could get his hands around my damn neck if he could, he was just completely indifferent to me....that bastard!...mmmm...
     So, it was right about now when I was delivered a afternoon[ Ah-Ha moment.]  I started looking around the zoo, and damn if there was not alot of other things in the wrong shoes.  And I was not  just looking at the animals in the cages! It was us bi-peds that interested me.  At least we [humans] have the power to make changes and choices, but these Poor guys.  All hemmed up like that and your instinct is telling you that this is all wrong.
      You don't have to be in a cage to have the wrong shoes.  For a very long time I have been locked up in my own cage,and because of MY CHOICES, I picked the wrong shoes.  Being homeless, you have the freedom to be very mobile and there comes with that the illusion of a "romantic freedom".  You know, like they show on TV,and in movies....It is a shame that so many actually believe that if " I saw it on TV, well it must be true!"...Hate to bust another's bubble, but it is not like that at all, it is lonely, it is hard, and it feels like the title of this blog, like I have on the wrong shoes.
     So when I wake up in the morning, and get dressed, I pick my best dirty clothes, and my foot attire has changed.  I think that I'm going to start wearing my sandals, it's time for me to unlock this cage, after all, the key has always been with me, I just never took the time to find it.....