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What is it all about: Frankly, Mr. Shankly I do not know

What is it all about?

Frankly, Mr. Shankly I do not know. Why did the Smiths have to implode by the way? Ah, yes, because Morrison is an ego-maniac. But gifted singer and songwriter.  You may not who I am talking about but in my life’s book, The Smiths never will go out of style.  Now back to my original question, of what is it all about.

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The reason Mondays are often blue is because we hope to start the week off on a high note or at least on a semi-right foot. However, about two seconds into the morning, five seconds having walked in through the office place door, you know the week is already gone. Here come the to-do lists. And here come the demands for meetings and justifications. You have to justify your time, the money spent and the reason why you think something isn’t working out despite it being obvious to everyone. You scrunch up your nose and temper down a scream and grab the bag of chips.  It all comes together in one maelstrom to make you wonder why are you here and what is it all about?

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Do you really want to do this day in and day out for the rest of your life? How about even for today?  Today could very well be the rest of your life. What will you not put up with tomorrow that you very well could just push aside today?

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“Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I’m a sickening wreck
I’ve got the twenty first century breathing down my neck
I must move fast, you understand me
I want to go down in celluloid history, Mr. Shankly”

**Photos this week compliments of my 6 year old son looking for abstract art and frankly he was abstract***

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