“Good Ideas Are NOT Adopted Automatically…”

“…They MUST Be Driven Into Practice With COURAGEOUS IMPATIENCE.

Admiral HYMAN G. RICKOVER

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_[[[“FATHER Of The NUCLEAR NAVY“]]]_

The Song Stuck In My Head: “MAYBE BABY” by BUDDY HOLLY & THE CRICKETS (1957)

“…Well You Are The One That Makes Me Glad

And You Are The One That Makes Me Sad

When Someday, You Want Me

Well, I’ll Be There

Wait And See…”

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TheMAYBE BABYSingle Album by BUDDY HOLLY & THE CRICKETS !!!

“…MAYBE BABY

I’ll Have You

MAYBE BABY

You’ll Be True

MAYBE BABY

I’ll Have You For Me. …”

… … …

The Subject Of Love Has Always Been ULTRA Touchy.

Not Just For Me, But For Most People.

In Regard To MYSELF…

…There Are Some Whom Believe I Don’t Really Love At All…

…Nor Do I Honestly Feel It Like Others Do.

Then, There Are Those Whom Think I Love Waaaaay Tooooo Much.

And THEN, There Are Those Who Couldn’t Honestly Care Either Way.

The Truth?

Maybe I Don’t Know How To Truly Express Love…

…But I Know I’m Capable Of Feeling It.

That’s Why Songs Like This One…

MAYBE BABY

by BUDDY HOLLY & THE CRICKETS

…Stick With Me As They Do.

It’s Because I Feel I Understand Them.

I Feel I Understand The Point Of The Song…

…Or At Least What The Songwriter Is Trying To Push As His/Her Point.

The Important Part, However, Is What Point I Take Away From The Song When It’s Over.

What Does It Personally Mean To ME?

That’s The Question.

Everyone Is Different.

Everyone Has Their Own Mind About Things.

What One Song Means To ME May Not Be Exactly What The Same Song Means To YOU.

And I Like That Part.

That Part Makes Me Feel Exceptionally Human.

A Lot Of The Time, I Don’t Feel Human At All.

I Know I AM Human.

I Just Don’t Feel The Same Way As Most People.

At Least, Not The Bulk of The People I’ve Come Across In My Worldly Travels.

To ME…

BUDDY HOLLY Is Singing About The Unobtainable Love Interest That We’ve All Come Across In Our Lives.

Well, A Lot Of Us Have.

The One That You Want Without Question, Even Though You Know You’ll Probably Never Have Them.

But, You’re Patient.

You’re Willing To Wait Them Out.

To See What Happens.

You Already Know Patience Is Not A Virtue.

It’s A Learned AND Honed Skill.

Some Of Us Are Just Better At Waiting Than Others.

I’m Patient…

…But NOT Because I WANT To Be.

It’s Because I Know I HAVE To Be.

And So I Wait.

Impatiently-Patient.

Meaning, I’m OUTWARDLY Patient…

…And INWARDLY I’m Absolutely Freaking-Out.

But Still…

…It DOES Count As PATIENCE.

Right?!

RIGHT!!

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This Just Hasn’t Been My Week.

Thursday Is Half-Over And Yet I’m Already Ready For Next Week To Arrive.

I’m Hoping To Be Over It All By Then.

Hoping Being The Key Word.

I Know There Are Worse Things Out There, But This Week Has Been Loaded With Major Ups AND Downs.

I’ve Been Writing.

And Re-Writing.

And Re-Re-Writing.

I Have A Piece I’m Working On That Is Simply Destroying Me.

It’s About Something That’s Very Personal To Me, And I Just Can’t Get It Right.

It’s A Story I Think Explains A Lot About A Messy Love-History And The Person It Created.

It’s Just A Hard Story To Tell.

It’s Emotionally Draining.

Once Those Are Depleted, It Then Becomes Physically Draining To A Point Were I’m Ready To Either SCREAM Or COLLAPSE.

Thus Far, I’ve Chosen To Collapse.

I’ve Never Really Been A Good Screamer, Ya Know?!

I’ve Almost Finished The Piece.

I’m Just Copy-Editing It Now.

When It’s Ready, I Have A Good Friend Standing By To Proof-Read It For Me.

I Need To Make Sure The Story I’m Telling Makes The Point I’m Driving At.

I Can’t Half-Ass This One.

It Must Have All The Time, Love And Care I Can Afford To Lend It.

The Subject Demands It.

I Demand It.

And I Think You, My Peeps, Should Demand It, Also.

So…

…PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE…

…Stay Tuned.

Once It’s Ready…

…I’m Going To Lay It All On You.

I’m Already Scared Of The Reaction.

I Don’t Know How My Readers Will Take What I’m Saying.

But It Has To Be Said.

It’s A Story About Life…

…About Love…

…About Loss…

…About Mistakes…

…About Regrets…

…And About Trying To Carry On Afterward.

Again I Say…

…PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE…

…Stay Tuned.

I’m Already Weary Over The Sleepless Nights It’s Causing Me.

Weary Of Crying Myself To Sleep Over It.

Weary Weary Weary.

Just Please Allow Me The Time I Need To Get It Right.

I Must Do So.

I MUST GET IT RIGHT.

And I Know I Will.

A Quote Comes To Mind That I Think Fits This Perfectly.

BEWARE THE FURY OF A PATIENT MAN.

JOHN DRYDEN

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I Have The Power To Be Exceptionally Patient.

Even When I’m Frothing With Impatience.

Impatiently Patient.

A Lovely Contradiction I’m Happy To Embrace.