I rarely blog on impulse these days. For one thing I don’t make the time to do it. For another, I am constantly wondering if I’d be troubling my readers by frequent posting. But today, I cannot help myself. I must blog. I must write. It’s a very emotional day. Continue reading “An Emotional Day”
We live such limiting lives, don’t we? Seemingly without purpose.
Ennui isn’t something new. It hits each of us in varying degrees as we grow older, come to terms with our limitations, our mortality and even our chosen profession or passion. Continue reading “Yes, you do have a purpose”
It’s not what I expect to hear myself say on a normal day. It’s not what I’d say on any day, to be more precise.
I’ve always been a rule-driven person. Why? I’m not so sure. It’s not so much a nurturing principle as it is a natural instinct. Order comforts me, soothes me and covers me like a warm blanket on a cold, winter’s night. (It’s nearly summer now but that’s besides the point).