I have been unplugged so to speak for a while in a social experiment that confirmed my suspicions of the evil of the internet. My birthday is tomorrow and you know you are getting old when instead of cute birthday cards in the mail, you get solicitations of postcards for life insurance. That’s not depressing at all. I also am thinking of all the things I have not crossed of my to do list for the past year and it is making me so very disappointed with myself, then I look around and also feel the emptiness and disgusting provocativeness of humanity. How trite, how predictable. I am in the doldrums.
I did however assist on a very interesting lumpectomy surgery for my 10 year old dog and that was the highlight of my day, maybe even week. It was really awesome and very self gratifying. UNFORTUNATELY, this make my perception of the what ifs way to too big and I am back to questioning my goals, roles, and responsibilities. What do I REALLY want to do. Is this good enough, is it ever good enough.
So yeah….Happy birthday to me.
whoo hoo.
yawn.

Oh… I am really going to start writing my book, for real this time.