Yesterday was a low point. I realised I didn’t want to do anything. Not even if it was delivered on a silver platter by Michael Bublé. Even a shower seemed overwhelming. Though I did get that done eventually. As I was drifting around the apartment around midnight, taking photos of…
Why is it we seem to have to go to the brink in life to awaken to ourselves? I don’t know anyone who escapes life’s…
At long last. I am vindicated for a lifetime of keeping a precautionary stash of pantry goods. That is, I’ve always been ready for a…
I walked an hour to get a bakery item. Well, strictly speaking I only walked 15 minutes for said item because I usually go for…
Many times over the years Don and I have philosophised about golf being a metaphor for life. It is often uncannily so. Lately, I have…