This is It?

this is it? this is it.

Don't you think there are times when you have to pull back the pink filter in front of your eyes and admit - yes- that is all there is.

That is it.

This is frickin' it.

An old friend is headed to Australia on Friday.

Up and out. Gone.

Leaving behind friends and family. Big Step.

He has spent his entire life looking after other people and now this is one for him and for him alone.

I asked him tonight - was this a "head" decision or a "heart" one.

He said without a doubt it was both.

He met someone and she was worth leaving the country for.

The country?

If he travelled any farther he'd be coming home.

I admire his grasp of the situation.

this is it -

Getting all dressed up in a nice suit just to pose at a dump site.

Going to the beach in your coolest golf shirt.

Working your whole life to play pro only to be cut before the pension kicks in.

Passing up opportunity because it wasn't he "right time".

Working like a dog for everybody else and then curling up in the corner...

This is it? there has to be more, doesn't there?

i feel such a restlessness tonight.

Huey Lewis and the News: "This is it"

Gawd dang it I hope I am wrong.

Right now I just don't think I am.

bitch bitch bitch