tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post116351127524417906..comments2024-02-26T11:07:08.028-05:00Comments on Leesa's Stories: "Why do you wake up each day?"Leesahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09552562808209927463noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post-1163538289365778562006-11-14T16:04:00.000-05:002006-11-14T16:04:00.000-05:00mike: I figure you would wake up for a good Subway...mike: I figure you would wake up for a good Subway sandwich.<BR/><BR/>larry: interesting. It gives me an idea.<BR/><BR/>~deb: I did not realize that you have felt a void.Leesahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09552562808209927463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post-1163535438142134662006-11-14T15:17:00.000-05:002006-11-14T15:17:00.000-05:00Waking each day and facing the world is not like a...Waking each day and facing the world is not like a thermometer, where you only RECORD the temperature, waking up and facing the world is like the thermostat, where you SET the temperature.<BR/><BR/>Being passive is not how life is best lived, but for most, its how its lived.LarryLillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07476633371958841991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post-1163529141329711052006-11-14T13:32:00.000-05:002006-11-14T13:32:00.000-05:00I'm on a computer right now that does not have sou...I'm on a computer right now that does not have sound... But to answer that profound question of why do we wake up each day? I have to say it's out of hope that something better in my life will come along--something meaningful. I love my family, my partner and my friends, but I need something else that's missing. Seems like there's a void that's been there for quite some time.Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14986475569600734742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post-1163523939660506092006-11-14T12:05:00.000-05:002006-11-14T12:05:00.000-05:00The ability to enjoy life in its fullest is only e...The ability to enjoy life in its fullest is only evident when you have seen both sides. If your life is all roses and cake, then your understanding of it is one dimensional. Its like passion, the only way to really see the good side is to also witness the bad. To really enjoy love, you have to have seen hatred, to really enjoy life, one must see death; acceptance is strengthened when you face rejection. So your in a rut, the course you set previously some time ago, on auto-pilot, has run out. Like the Mars rover, you need new direction, a new target, a way to see for new something different, yet still within your world. Volunteer for some cause, get a makeover, and change your routine. Just do it! Your life isn’t powered by solar energy, by self absorbing energy; it’s traveled with two feet, under your own power. Set course, and start looking.<BR/>:-)LarryLillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07476633371958841991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post-1163522999085066242006-11-14T11:49:00.000-05:002006-11-14T11:49:00.000-05:00I'm probably too simplistic but oddly enough I'm c...I'm probably too simplistic but oddly enough I'm content with life as it is. Could it be better? Sure. But I also know it could be far worse.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post-1163522859414696052006-11-14T11:47:00.000-05:002006-11-14T11:47:00.000-05:00larry: guess I need to get my ass out of the mud! ...larry: guess I need to get my ass out of the mud! Really.<BR/><BR/>tony: I think the search is new; a few months old. And I am searching.<BR/><BR/>kathi: I think you have gone through a lot more crap than I have gone through, but you have experienced more joy as well.<BR/><BR/>prata: I like that quote.Leesahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09552562808209927463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post-1163522564522637402006-11-14T11:42:00.000-05:002006-11-14T11:42:00.000-05:00Reality is like a face reflected in the blade of a...Reality is like a face reflected in the blade of a knife; its properties depend on the angle from which we view it. --Master Hsing YunPratahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04114220019018827843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post-1163517439589374622006-11-14T10:17:00.000-05:002006-11-14T10:17:00.000-05:00I've never seen him before, and it was so touching...I've never seen him before, and it was so touching to see how he felt about is son. The girl, dang...burning that smurf doll and that little pony toy would be worth getting up for me.<BR/><BR/>I can't pretend to know what you're going through, but going through something is just that, going 'through' it and that means there is something on the other side for you to get through. I'm believing it's going to be something so wonderful that whatever you've gone through will be worth it. Not meaning to sound flipant...but I've had to go through a lot of crap to get to the joy. Big hug darlin, love you muchly. I think you're amazing!kathihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13998865477080265039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post-1163514292212066842006-11-14T09:24:00.000-05:002006-11-14T09:24:00.000-05:00When does a groove turn into a rut? You've been s...When does a groove turn into a rut? You've been searching for something within yourself for sometime. I noticed it when I first started reading your blog. You had stopped posting the erotica and were making changes in your life to turn from that and focus on something else. But you haven't found anything to fill the void that the erotica/sex has left. Sex is fun, yeah, we all agree with that but often times it's used to fill a void and when you stop pursuing the sex you're left wondering, what's next? What's left in life. Then, as you've stopped, it gives you more time to reflect on where you are, where you've been and where you wanted to be when you first started out. You're still searching for that something. I can see it in your posts. I feel for you. I know that feeling of being lost, uncertain and exasperated. My heart goes with you this day.<BR/><BR/>Tony<BR/><BR/>(disclaimer: Tony is not a licensed psychotherapist, emotional analyst or any other of those in the profession of helping people. His arguments are based on speculation and often carry no weight what so ever. Just ask the late Grant.)Tonyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09688380296273635896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16163858.post-1163512655470340182006-11-14T08:57:00.000-05:002006-11-14T08:57:00.000-05:00Ah, sweet Leesa, the markings of tires stuck in mu...Ah, sweet Leesa, the markings of tires stuck in mud. How did I get into this, and how can i get out, and still have wheels under me when i am out.<BR/><BR/>I always wanted to sail around the world. When i was a teen, I read in a National Geographic about a teenage, Robin Lee Graham that did just that. I remember the rag doing snippets of him as for some time. Thats what I wanted to do, but life got in the way, Vietnam, marriage, college, kids, and now..... Losing parts of life also makes inroads, but still, as long as I am alive, I will keep it out there. Maybe in my next life, I will be a tree, happy in my height, only to be cut down, but then made into the keel of a sailboat. There is always hope.<BR/><BR/>:-)<BR/><BR/>better than being made into a pallet LOLLarryLillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07476633371958841991noreply@blogger.com