Tue Jun 9 01:56:22 PM MDT 2026 I tend to wonder what this life is all about at times. I’m not sure I quite understand everything that happens in life? But that’s okay. Maybe if I had an inkling of what this life was about, I could answer my own question regarding it. But I doubt that will ever happen or take place. Life has a tendency to hide when certain things come out of nowhere. If I had my own way of doing things? I would figure it all out in one fail swoop. That way it would be understood without question. Naturally that isn’t the case, no such method exists for anyone out there. Life is tricky that way. It can foul you up long before you know it’s doing it. Perhaps I can try and figure something else out about this life. Something I haven’t thought about yet? Now there’s a thought. I…I don’t know exactly what the purpose of this life is meant to be. Some say it’s so we can be happy. Others believe it’s so we can grow from the experiences we have. I don’t know what any of that...
There are things in this crazy life
when nothing else is known
Some call it water
others it's a stepping stone
Becareful where you sleep
and mindful where you tread
For a morning in the future
you might just end up dead
A wasted day of sleep
is more to the mind at ease
Rest is a forgotten word
amidst all the work
Take a moment to yourself
and recall both good and bad
You never know what it is you'll lose
you'll never know what you had
when nothing else is known
Some call it water
others it's a stepping stone
Becareful where you sleep
and mindful where you tread
For a morning in the future
you might just end up dead
A wasted day of sleep
is more to the mind at ease
Rest is a forgotten word
amidst all the work
Take a moment to yourself
and recall both good and bad
You never know what it is you'll lose
you'll never know what you had
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