Why Does The Wind

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And don't leave the back door open

And look for a way out and then say maybe you love me but theres no way of knowing

Why does the wind blow through my house at night?

Why does the wind blow through my heart each time I look into your eyes?

Dont look for reasons

Dont tear your heart wondering why the light starts fading when the day is ending

Embrace the seasons and get to believing that it's only something broken that seems worthwhile mending

Why does the wind blow through my house at night?

Why does the wind blow through my heart each time i look into your eyes?

Your heart is sore like mine was before

You look to the sky and no one cares why

Not even the wind so where to begin

And since we exist

And why not just

Why not just

And why not just kiss?

i recently realized (duh) that i am really involved with projects in my life that i believe in and that i care about. the very frustrating part of all these things is that they all seem to struggle with finances. the clinic that i work with full time has traditionally taken care of people with no resources and funding is always a struggle. additionally it's a medical facility and medical pricing seems to be over the top to me.

i took a second job at a small counseling agency in englewood. they actually have two locations (one in westminster) and currently do mostly dui counseling. the dui arrests have increased in numbers, however the revenue stream for dui seems to be in a drought. the englewood office is in dire need of a facelift and there is but 1 dollar to get it done. and it has to be done. i will be kind and not post pics here.

i have taken the position of chair on the board for advocates for recovery in colorado. part of their charge has been to host a rally for recovery every september (national recovery month). i am also co-chairing the rally this year. i met with the other co-chair about the budget. it's not an easy picture. there will be funds, but i am not sure where or when. their website has been reconstructed recently after the original webmaster had a meltdown. the site was back up in days (whew) but also really needs a directional overhaul. someone mentioned at a board retreat last year that they were looking at the afr website and they couldn't discern what we do. i have to say  i whole-heartedly agree. and having a clear message may just be more important than buying 300 baseball game tickets to give to sponsors of the rally- this year's cost has gone up dramatically.

it seems masochistic for me to be involved in all these projects that don't have enough. i am not sure at all that i can solve all their issues. i hope they want me to continue to try. i hope even more that i can bring some lightness and laughter with me. that is what feels to be drained the most when i consider all this lack. it's almost as if the lack is contagious. maybe i won't have enough wisdom or stamina to be of help. maybe i am not the right person for this job. maybe i will. maybe i will might be the most frightening of all these. maybe i am just used to being afraid.

these are just questions on a sunday morning. the answers will come. i hope i can live up to my hopes with all these situations and organizations. i don't wanna let anybody down. but just like these lyrics ask- "why does the wind blow through my house at night", these worries and questions run through my head most times. "you look to the sky and no one cares" seems appropriate. why does it matter when we have no way of knowing. just do what you do and live your life. thoughtful advice.

in case you don't remember tracey thorn she and her husband used to be everything but the girl. she still has that same hauntingly beautiful tone in her voice. this is from her 2010 album "love and its opposite"