I’m having an interesting & thoughtful day. I figured I’d try to get a few things off my chest by writing them down, seeing as the only person reading my blog is someone critiquing my spelling and emailing me to that effect, I kid you not 🤦♀️
My page is a mess because I can’t for the life of me work out how to edit the themes or remove things I didn’t put there or simply don’t belong, I think it’s probably a fairly accurate representation of my life. The thought is there & the genuine attempt at creating something positive but inexperience in various areas cause it to be less than I imagine it could be if I was a little more skilled (or less socially inept)
The good lord knows I don’t like to critique his work so have to assume he know what he’s doing, Covid 19 has made some people at least reassess certain areas of their lives. I’ve mentioned the benefits to slowing down & reconnecting within my own family & even though things are all but back to normal with work & school I hope there’s been some residual closeness that wasn’t there before.
I’m not sure if it’s because I’m getting older but I’ve very little memory of great swathes of my life, if indeed life is measured in swathes! I like to imagine our memory is finite like a computer and as we’re bombarded with more and more information but we deem useless, like the name of our closest friend’s dog when we were 6 or the view from our grandparents allotment disappear to make room for recollection of seemingly more important events.
My friend took his life yesterday I’m not sure how to process that, I’m trying not to loose the memories I have of him in my memory dump
G’Nite Alley x
#bekind #middleagedread
A friend’s wife a couple of months back, in Japan. Writing helps, though I prefer to be indirect. “Naki Kyoku” is still on my recent posts list.
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