Out

Out of whack

Out of time

Out of sorts

Out of my mind

Out of my wits

Out of line

Out of control

Out of sight

Out of tune

Out of practice

Out of work

Out of the box

Out of the question

Out of the cold

Out of money

Out of patience

Out of coffee

Out of milk

Out of fashion

Out of shape

Out of place

Out on a limb

Out in left field

Out of the closet

Out of proportion

Out of bounds

Out of step

Out of character

Out of circulation

Out of gas

Out of luck

Out of reach

Out of order

Out of date

Out of season

Out of service

Out of pocket

Out of touch

Out of breath

Out of my league

Out of my way

OUT OF IT

Now to go all out

Figure out

Clean out

Find out

Get the lead out

Throw out

Rise out

Turn out

Look out

Think out

Weed out

Work out

Take out

Stick it out

Or maybe sit it out

Get kicked out

Slip out

Ship out

Weasel out

Strike out

Fall out

Chicken out

Check out

Bug out

Back out

Act out

Now i am tuckered out

Down and out

Fresh out

Forced out

Far out

Causing fall out

Burned out

Zonked out

So I say...

I'm out

Any given moment of any given day, I am out of something.  I spend so much time out that I don't know what it means to be in.  And I am not the only one.  I often hear people say they are out of any number of things.  So if we are all out, does that mean we are all in?

Should I be striving, fighting, struggling to be in?  What is so great about being in?  Who determined that in is better than out?  If I am in, do I have to stay in?  What if I want to go out?  What if I get in and don't like it?  What if in is not me? 

Perhaps it is time to break out of the mold.  Perhaps it is time to be out.  If I accepted that out is right for me, would I still be out of my mind?  Something to think about.

Peace out.




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