This Moment

The zone is where I should be, I keep hearing about the zone.  Would that be traffic or otherwise?  Really I’m  not sure I just know I haven’t been in it lately as far as writing is concerned.  I’ve forced my zone today to put up a few letters of the alphabet so the eyes can have a hobby. 

Usually if I’m depressed as in the gutter, as in down in, not the dirty kind, then I can find all kinds of syllables to put together and form a sentence but I’m not like that now.  Maybe someone will upset me today or tick  me off and then I’ll be able to take you deep into the night of a prize winning  literary creation.  But alas I find myself on the edge of  of time the top of the keyboard and the surface of this moment. 

Not such a horrible place to be but if I have commanded your attention and if you need entertaining then this is as good as any.  Kind of like having the Hershey’s instead of the Callebuet, not bad, but the flavor is slightly off or maybe like, Looney Tunes instead of Shakespeare?  It just depends on what you are in the mood for  and for this  moment that’s all we have and all we are ever going to have and what we are always in.