I heard this tune on The Acoustic Storm this morning. It’s now part of my collection. One verse struck me, switch “quarter” to “three quarter” and it fits me.
A quarter of my life is almost past
I think I’ve come to see myself at last
And I see that the time spent confused
Was the time that I spent without you
And I feel myself in bloom
And I would love to believe
I believe what you say
But in the drama of the moment
Oh well there is no easy way
No-one ever leaves
Everyone stays close ’til the fire fades
I wonder what it is that creates the sh*t-stirrer? We’ve all experienced these people – whether at work, or friends, family….or wherever, they aren’t content unless there is some sort of drama they can engage in and stir that nasty, stinky pot.
I run from these situations. I despise chaos.
Where did the need to cause frustration among others begin in a human who thrives on this behavior? Why would anyone enjoy it?
There is a song by Garth Brooks, The Change, and I love this line: But it’s not the world that I am changing; I do this so, this world will know that it will not change me. Isn’t that great! Don’t let the sh*t-stirrers change you. Don’t engage. Stay kind. Stay soft.