Just Another Post I Hope No One Reads

I use the wi-fi at McDonald’s.

I grab a “small coffee, no cream, no sugar” and take a seat at the smallest table I can find.

I always plan to do some serious writin’ before I go to work. I walk into the fast food place thinkin’, “I’m puttin’ it all down. Just the way I’m thinkin’ about it now.”

But I don’t. Instead, I browse FaceBook and my e-mail. I waste an hour, hour and a half, before I even think of my blog.

Once I log to the blog, I’m no longer enthusiastic. I tell myself, “This is a waste of time. What’s serious about writin’ the same old nothin’ over and over?”

Maybe one day I’ll get my courage back. One day, maybe, I’ll be brave enough again to write somethin’ worthwhile. 

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About joefingas

I am a songwriter, poet, blues singer, and a boogie woogie piano player. I have a grandson but I have no children of my own. All my women have wised up and left me. I was a bum, a wino, a drug/alcohol counselor, a prevention/intervention specialist and a pretender. I have no more time to pretend.
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