one I would like to be better at this, but alas, I am not. :-( And no one speaks like that either, "but alas, I am not", though plenty of people write that way. I am one of those folks. I not only write that way, I actually think that way in my mind, and when I go to speak I choose a different word than the one I was thinking. In fact, it is often that I think the word alas because I am such a disappointment to myself (and to others as well to my way of thinking). The word, in my mind, usually produces quite a long sigh as I sadly admit to be lacking in one way or another. It seems that June, July, and August all went past without my making even one entry in any one of the great number of categories that I have listed and in almost all of which I have an opinion of one kind or another. From young people to politics, from quotes to current events,there are a long, long list to choose from; but yet, I choose not to write.
What I was actually going to say there was that I chose none of the categories, but I caught and corrected myself because in all honesty choosing not to write is a choice as well. Is my inability to commit to writing regularly a sign of something mentally lacking in me due to the death of brain cells (killed by yours truly back when I was a teen and young adult) that can never revive or simply that I have trapped myself in a cycle of laziness that I need to break out of, and break out of soon.
My blog is titled 'Marching to the Beat" but I haven't marched wholeheartedly in a long, long time, in my life or even metaphorically speaking. It sure is about time that I gave myself some marching orders. ;-)
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