Thursday used to be Friday... in These titles mean nothing.

  • March 5, 2015, 5:23 a.m.
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… but now it’s Wednesday. Meaning that we are working
Saturdays. We are told to stay focused. So....

Sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t.

I wonder how long this daily writing of entries will last. I think it’s been two weeks now. Two weeks and a day maybe.

Discipline is a funny thing. Sometimes we have it. Other times we don’t. I think I’m talking about self-discipline. I can make myself do things. I can even really dislike myself for not doing things. I can maintain it for a while. Sometimes a long while. Sometimes a short while.

But no matter. Life is what we do. Life is what we are. It adds up after a while and we have more behind us than in front of us. That’s an alarming realization but still… I would not want to be young again. I would not want to have too much expected of me.

My age is what it is. It’s years piled up. It’s full moons and winter mornings. It’s a lot of them.


My Fitbit emailed me yesterday and told me it needed to be recharged.  How cool is that?

I counted the steps on the staircase at work that I go up and down once in a while - at break not as part of my work.  It's 30 steps.  Sometimes it makes an orange bar and sometimes it doesn't. I will continue the experiment today.

I don’t have much time this morning. So I guess this is about it.

Oh heck. The weather.

Ok here’s the weather. Temp is negative 5. Wind is 5 mph from the NE. Humidity is 77%.

No pic this morning. Sorry. Yesterday’s was of ice on a tree trunk in March of 2013.


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