So, this is depressing. I haven't been online to post anything in over a year and a half. I don't have time. Ok, yes I do. But I have not been inclined to do so. That is the truth. I've been contemplating life.
Truly, I have.
I don't like what I see. I don't like what I don't see.
Truthfully, I want something else. I want to be satisfied and happy. I want to be healthy. I want to be exactly where I am not.
And that is the problem.
What I want is a moving target. It is an impossible dream. Impossible because it is nebulous. It is too much work for me to sit down and figure it out.
I've been told I try to figure too much out instead of just living for the moment. Probably true.
That's all for now.