I'm beginning to believe that I'll get through Lent having made a blog post for each day. Even if on some days there's nothing to blog about.
That's what today has been. Just a fairly typical Monday. But I had a good weekend. I ended up writing the first short story that I've composed in almost four years. It was me hunched over the iPad Pro and a keyboard. All that was missing from the scene were cigarettes and a bottle of Jack Daniels.
(Like I really smoke or drink. But it took a long time to get to the place where I could author fiction again so the tortured writer image still applies...)
I need a change, or something. That's what I told my dog Tammy earlier. Almost six years ago I said the same thing and the two of us ended up driving across America. Do I need another traipsing across the landscape in search of adventure? Ehhh, not really. Not right now anyhoo.
On second thought, Albuquerque was nice. Something about the desert there called out to me. Yeah, the New Mexico desert is the happy place I discovered I had when I was doing EMDR therapy before the plague hit (and I really want to start that again since I didn't get to finish it the first time).
Got a haircut today. Just for fun I asked the lady coiffing me how old did she think I was. She said I was in my early to mid thirties. Ha!! I turn 48 at the end of this month. But I'm always getting mistaken for much younger. Is this arrested development? My health is excellent. I still watch Saturday morning cartoons (thank you MeTV!). Every so often I'll buy a new LEGO set. Is this what "middle age" is supposed to look like?
(I don't like saying that word. And so far nobody has told me that I am "of a certain age". I want to keep it that way. "Middle age"? Middle of WHAT exactly? Besides fifty is the new thirty, or somesuch...)
I suppose if nothing else, today was just life. Not "good life" or "bad life", but simply life. To be accepted however it is that one finds it. But that doesn't mean you don't give up trying to make it a little better.
I like to believe that I'll never stop doing that.
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