Beyond anything to do with coffee

It's getting old quickly, whether or not I have coffee... Enough of how early I awaken or fall asleep, give me a break- how embarrassing. It's my own gig, for which to be dealt... not bore with more detail. 

It's mid afternoon on a 100 degree day. Thinking about avoidance... and lack thereof, occupies me. for a while. What others think, whirls around. I am particularly struck with what my dad thinks. He's a spittin image of perfection in many ways, to many people including myself.   

Family must be perfect and is perfect around him. My dad has encouraged this, and all looks wonderful. Things are wonderful unless they are not. And I have seen beyond the underlying stuff of life. There is nothing for which to be ashamed, unless we are stuck in the wrong place. Why pretend it's all good if we have a problem?  

One should be honored for their awareness that they need to fix something, not ashamed! If something is wrong,  so be it... Not the end of the world. Make it right, don't just sit there and ignore possibilities. Plan B should be supported, not ousted.