Howdy world.  My name is John Roedel and I am strong like bull!

I am coming back to my personal writing.  Thank you for the email's asking where in the name of Rupaul's adams apple I have been.  I have been drifting a bit and am ready to focus again on writing about things I have on my Jude Law-like chest. I will start digging in the dirt again and come clean with myself and you about our families next  autistic mountain we are preparing to climb.  I will remind you all again all of how I am really unfit to ever be called an "adult"....and I hope I make you laugh or comfort you in at least the slightest of ways.

I don't write on here because I have a huge ego and feel like my thoughts are so amazing that the world would wilt away without them.  I write because I need to type the words I am unable to speak out loud.

The thought of returning to my blog has kind of been one that had made me nervous.  I was unsure that I was ready to continue to open up the my closet of skeletons to the world again.  Then I came across this song and my perspective changed a bit:




"Track Of Words"
by Steve Knightley

I'll lay a track of words before you
You can walk them for a while
They might be some comfort to you
When you face the weary mile
Maybe you'll smile

You can choose a word like 'shelter'
Here's another word like 'rest'
I'll place words like 'safe haven'
On the paths you know the best
These words will caress

I'll lay a track of words before you
So let them be your guide
To lead to the right turnings
When you've lost the way inside
I know how you tried

I'll lay a track of words before you
Then every voice you've ever heard
In your heart on quiet hillsides
And every gentle breeze will stir
This silent track of words


Peace,

Jroe