Hard Roads and Brick Walls

A 2 part blog.
HARD ROADS
Not all people have travelled down hard roads and some people have never known anything but hard roads. And then there are those whom have travelled both roads. The thing you will see is those that rarely (if ever) have travelled those roads will never complain about the rough times, those that travel that road everyday are at peace with it. Then there are those that travel both roads equally and you will see that half of them just put the smile on no matter which road it is and live without care...then you will see others that are just bitter at life and focus only on the days spent traveling the hard road. Like my supervisor Terry, which is the whole reason for this blog. Terry has never been married because "women are all money grubbing bitches", he has worked the same "effing job that goes no where and can't wait til I get outta this hell hole", he has lived in "this dank hole of a city" for 62 years of life. Terry findds things to bitch about at all points in the day and at first I found it funny...but now its just kind of depressing. So my goal for the summer is to remind him of the no so hard roads that he every now and then alludes to and gets this wierd creepy smile (but i think its a happy smile as its the only smile I have seen from this man). I have found the 3 things now that bring out this smile...gardening and birds are number 1 and 2 in his books which I have no idea about but I am trying to show an interest and I can tell he likes feeling as though he is better than I am because he knows what I do not...but the kicker is going to be baseball, his child hood love. Terry loves baseball and that creepy smile comes out, and he shows genuine interest in what I have to say regarding it...and the other day he came into work and said that he saw my name in the paper for gettin the win in a game and then didn't talk for 2 hours and then when he did he just bitched about the city and the roads and the way the cowas smelled....but it was a start to see that no so hard terry come out!

part 2
BRICK WALLS
In life we put walls up around everything to keep things out. In most of my life I would like to say I have very few walls that have been built with out doors or atleast some windows and these are always open. But around my heart have a brick wall and I can honestly say it has never been completely broken down...one time before the bricks were being dismantled and then as happens with any all when it had to be re built, higher than ever before. But as I write this the wall is being again taken down piece by piece, faster every moment. I believe that when the birck wall around a heart is finally totally brought down we build up but not like we used to, we build this one with new bricks, stolen from anothers brick wall surrounding the heart, where only this other knows the openings and how to get past the wall.

all my blogs make sense in my head and then when I get home or on here they all come out like blah...meh the point gets out there, just fill in your own profound words around the plot

I am pumped cause me and mr Jay gall are a good writing team...except for the whole writing part and thinking of a plot...but other than that Miss Canada!!!

Also pumped that I possibly will be gettin lesson one of my guitar this week with Gray Ham...then my band will offically get off the ground!

Anyway I am out like a trout on a bus

"I don't know how to hold you without shaking"