2023

Wow. Never thought I’d be “here.” My father told me he knew he’d be dead by 75. As life would have it, he died at 82. I’m in my mid 50’s, wondering what’s next. Thoughts come and go. I sometimes wonder why I keep this blog going. Is it to keep myself alive? To have a purpose? To write down everything I feel? That was my original goal: to bitch and moan about everything that hasn’t gone my way. But maybe life, my life, isn’t about bitching. Maybe it’s about…keeping life alive. Keep going. Keep fucking going. Happy birthday to me.