All Things Kerflooey

A snippet of a collage self-portrait in my 100 Candles Blog

Past thoughts have been archived for future display or perhaps to be re-used as posts if I go dry. But wanted to get a clean start.

Funny where my mind takes me; right now I haven’t a thing to say. I love to write. Writing keeps me sane, helps me think, or confuses me, depending on the day, time and subject.  And life moves by so fast, so fast. I have to do this to slow it down, maybe even capture it just the littlest bit. So I can remember and so I can tell you: here’s what happened in my life today…or yesterday…or last year. You get older and your memories range over larger spans of time, although with seemingly lessened clarity. But I like that. I like to reinvent things that I thought I knew happened. I like to look at them with the softened edges that age gives them…so much is not so painful now. So much is not so embarrassing; they are just little pieces of life – not good, not bad. Just life. And instead of trying to forget or at least disremember, I find myself smiling to myself when I take a purposeful look now and then

Thank you,

Me.