The Threepenny Opera

This too shall change. You got change for a penny?

If there has been one overarching theme in my life it is the one of change. On one hand, I handle it with aplomb and on the other shoe belongs to Richard Reid.

There are things that I have been all hot and bothered about one day and swear my undying love and devotion to in heartfelt nocturnal whispers. And after a while I can let those things go when they no longer are needed. Huh? Didn't I just say that I would be with that thing until the day I die? Didn't I say I would give my left nutsack for it?? How dare I just drop it one day!

Well, I did and I do. From time to time I can let things just drop like toys from my childhood with not once looking over my Lotte Lenya shoulder. Then there are those other things - those things that that take me a weill to get over. Those things know I am their bitch and I ain't go anywhere. Those, as you may have surmised, are a bit harder to just drop. But I know they no longer suit me but I feel if I just change and maybe complain a little less then things will change....and maybe I should just drop a few lbs and a get a new hairdo...

So here I am pining for a thing that is in the past and bitching a bit too much about my present. That ain't new territory. I am very comfortable here but at the same time I fell really cheap and used in the morning. I know it is time for me to drop the past and let it be the past and really, I mean, really face my present with all the love I can muster.

I am in the third act and am waiting for reprieve. Who knows in "The Threepenny Opera part 2!" I may find redemption.