Annoying Blog-Comments

Well, it has come to my attention, eh hem, that the settings for my blog are REALLY annoying and make it difficult to leave a comment. Sorry about that....I want you to comment...really, I do :0)

So, I have changed the settings so that anyone can comment. Please let me know if it is now simple to comment.

Now, I just have to start writing more blogs, eh?

Cheers!

Tammy*

Feels like I am on the outside...

Below is a part of a song that I wrote several months ago...Not stunning lyrics...but honest words. Maybe it's just in Nashville...when I am anywhere else, I feel differently...here in Nashville, even though I have some great friends, I feel like I am on the outside many times...Do you know what I mean? Most of the time I am just a wandering nomad just trying to make sense of life. God is the only foundation that grounds me when I feel like this...I am very thankful for that. I am glad to know that His love is constant.

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Does anyone here feel the way I do?

Does anyone here feel the way I do?

I've been runnin' down, runnin' down, runnin' down

Into the crowd...

And it feels like, I'm on the outside

It feels like, I'm on the outside

Always lookin' in, always lookin' in

From the outside...

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Brian Wilson of "the Beach Boys" co-wrote the following song...I wish that I had written this song.

I keep looking for a place to fit
Where I can speak my mind
I've been trying hard to find the people
That I won't leave behind

They say I got brains
But they ain't doing me no good
I wish they could

Each time things start to happen again
I think I got something good goin' for myself
But what goes wrong

Sometimes I feel very sad
Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)
Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)

I guess I just wasn't made for these times

Every time I get the inspiration
To go change things around
No one wants to help me look for places
Where new things might be found

Where can I turn when my fair weather friends cop out
What's it all about

Each time things start to happen again
I think I got something good goin' for myself
But what goes wrong

Sometimes I feel very sad
Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)
Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)

I guess I just wasn't made for these times