Have you ever had days when you felt like Beetle Bailey? Don't fit in, don't care?Reminds me of a song we used to sing in our quartet. The first verse goes like this...
This world is not my home, I'm just a passin' though.
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
and I can't feel at home in this world any more.
Some day I'm heading to that parallel universe called heaven. Until then, I'll just keep on keepin' on, and keeping "the main thing the main thing".
De Colores
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