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.