Last night as I watched the memorial of MJ tears came to my eyes. I liked the man for his music and his dance style and his ability to create a frenzy just by putting his hand on his hat, looking down and slowly looking up. Yesterday I found out that he was also a good human and a good father.
What created the pain deep inside was the thought of what my memorial service would be like. It wasn't a dark thought but just an evaluation of the 33 years that I have been around. I hardly have any friends. I have 4 people who are my family, I have a job, I have a car, I have some money in the bank. I trip on good music and I try to do my best at my job. There is nothing else......I don't do anything which can go down in 'the book'
I need to try harder to be a better person and give more of money, my time and my life....
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