Tales We Tell

“These tales that I tell come from days not so swell
When love wet the ground not looking I fell
My luck shot to sh*t but I’ve still got my wit
So I quit the drinking, my heart’s opened a bit

Tales that I tell, Tales that I tell, Tales that I tell — Fare thee well”

     –     Lyric from He’s My Brother She’s My Sister’s “Tales That I Tell”

The tales we tell ourselves tend to come from days not so swell.  Yet, the tales that we tell ourselves are incredibly important.  Those tape players in our heads have power over us — so we have to take care a) not to let them rule our current days, and b) not to overtly influence our subconscious “gut-calls.”

If our luck’s shot to… well, you get the point, let’s make sure it’s not because of the tales we tell ourselves.

Make a difference in this moment, based on what we learned in the old ones.  But don’t dwell…