All The Little Things

They can add up, but trying to get an accurate count is impossible. Perhaps if I had started counting say around age 10 or so, I’d be able to show some kind of list of what those little things were. I guess in the long run it really doesn’t matter, especially when you’re on the downhill slide. 

In my first post of 2025 (before I started this blog) I mentioned that I had missed the bus to Nashville many years ago. I was referring to my dream of one day playing guitar in a band, a band good enough that each member could earn a decent living. I wanted a career doing something that I loved, but that dream never materialized. Maybe it was just one of those little things. 

What can I attribute that little thing to? If you start looking for what causes things to happen the way they do you just might find yourself so deep in the why and how that the who what and where gets lost. In other words, if that little thing I mentioned had become a reality, the reality I’m living today wouldn’t exist. And I don’t like the thought of not having what I have now. And what I have now is certainly no little thing. 

I may not be able to count all the little things, but as long as I can tally up what I have now, I’ll be just fine.

Me and my son AJ had a little thing going on the day we recorded this cover of “Weird Fishes” by Radiohead.