Not A Funny Badger In Sight

You all know me, right?

I like to write fluff, whimsies that cheer the days along.

Lions, and badgers, and bears, oh my.

I have little to grumble about, my life is easy.

I have security, money and prospects, family and friends.

Today I'm fine, and most likely will be tomorrow.

I'm a very lucky guy.

Not everyone is so lucky.

Shit, as they say, happens.

Some days there are no laughs, and precious little solace.

I love my friends, and I stand by them on bad days.

Someone else could do it, but I choose to.

It's important, even if we can't always affect the outcome.

We can place ourselves in the way of change.

We can stand ready to help a friend as life carries them along.

A little help is worth a lot of pity, as my mother would say.

Sometimes we make things worse, tho we don't mean to.

We may not even be needed in the end.

But the act makes a difference.

The effort is important.



Indigo

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