knock knock

Orange you glad I didn't do the joke.I think my all time favorite one was boo...boo who...don't cry. But you have to cry, and when you can't maybe it's a good time to laugh. And there might be stretches when you can't do either or. And there'll be some wise person who comes along and says...this too shall pass. (I've even said it to myself and to others) (but I have stopped doing so)  Something that trite and true shouldn't be spoken anymore.By now, everybody should know that this too shall pass. It is no longer reassuring to hear those words anymore. And yet, it's true and not true at the same time.Is it true that on (make up a date and time and event) that you said, this is unforgettable. I've heard people say...I can remember exactly where I was at the time. Me too, but I also know I embellished a few things here or there as the years passed. I embellished the best days I ever had thus far and maybe even in my past lives and I've also done that with my worst days too. Today is Wednesday...have you ever heard someone refer to it as hump day? Can I hump you and then both of us try to forget it. A bomb goes off at noonish on Wednesday August something...you lose an arm while you were sitting in a cafe, there is mass confusion and you are dazed and an ambulance arrives. You are put on a stretcher & as sirens whirr whirr you go to a hospital .In the morning, there's a knock on your door....you respond by asking....who's there. Your worst fears that you can't seem to shake loose. You fall asleep. Another knock wakens you, You know better than to ask who's there. And yet you wonder if it may be joy returning. Who's there? Joy. Joy who?  And so it goes, you allowed for joy to pass and yet you yearn for her return. This too shall pass.