Ah, the first writing of the New Year. I am still apart from Harem10. She came by last night to ask for the first-class trip money and to give me a coupon for glasses which I got Friday. They cost me two hundred sixty-seven dollars for things to put on my face. I still am not wearing them much but am still spending a good bit of time on the boat. The weekend I went to Lucedale on Saturday and stayed until Sunday. It was good to see my grandparents but it makes my mind keep wandering back to my childhood. I can visualize why my sisters and I are so distant and now understand. If Mary hates Wayne, she has more reasons to than anyone of us has.

I felt good today, it was nice staying with my Grandparents and I think that Bach really enjoyed it as well. I think the main reason that I am tired of my job is because I am noticing how fast time is going by. Someone once said to me if I notice that time is going by this fast now, then as more year’s pass, I am in trouble. Maybe time is going by fast and maybe it is a good thing. I do not know about the whole reincarnation thing like Peter and Delilah but then again there are a lot more answers. If this weekend has anything to do with the rest, then it will be a good year. The weekend was warm and I am ready for spring. Hopefully I can do more sailing and camping on the islands and not worry myself to death about every little thing that can go wrong. I always think the worst and I know that I got it from my mother. I need to become an experienced sailor.

Things for the New Year, eat healthy, run, take Tai Chi; all of which I am already doing. I keep thinking about and starting on my book maybe called Whitecap. I should do as Job says and makes a formal outline.

Ouch! Bach busted my nose this weekend with his head and before that he busted my lip. I do think that the thing that will kill me will be stress, known to Billie Joel as pressure. “All your life is channel thirteen, Sesame Street, what does it mean?” But then again, what do I know? I know what I know and at this point in time, I know no more.

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