Oh, geez-get up and do it already.

Two hours ago, I got it. Just like that.
I'd had it before (here & there) but it didn't stick.
But it's back. Clearer, now.
It's time.
I'll be 50 in 2 years,
and want to live the second 1/2 of life better.
I want to forge something to say, then say it.
Something to help. Something to heal.
Something to show others that we were made for life, joy, peace...
that we were made for better.
I'm not a doctor, not a lawyer, not even a writer.
That's ok.
I must know something by now,
and I surely have a passion to share it. So I shall.
Ok, that's good. Let's go.