I’ve noticed a lot of social media postings today with the two simple words: “me too”. This hashtag has been posted by individuals who have been sexually harassed or assaulted at some point in their lives. This really hit home for me when personal friends posted the same two words. [Read more…] about Me Too
People sometimes ask me what my blog site is about. My answer is always the same. “Me”. I am under no illusions I write great prose. I don’t believe most of my posts are about anything interesting or noteworthy. In fact, most are crap. But that’s OK. Most of us don’t lead noteworthy or adventurous lives. I’m no different.
“Enjoy the little things in life. for one day, you may look back and realize they were the big things.” –Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
My wife and I are on different morning schedules. During the week, I get out bed at least an hour before her. By the time she gets ups, I’ve walked and fed the dogs, made our coffee, had breakfast and started my morning routine. On the weekends the difference is even more pronounced as she likes to sleep in a little more while I keep to my same schedule.
I am not a writer. I know that. That you may be reading this now is more a testament to my stubbornness than any creative talent I might possess.
It has been a couple of weeks since I’ve posted anything. In that time I’ve written no fewer than 4 posts, on a wide variety of topics. One was about a recent trip to Stockholm. Another was on growing up poor. I wrote a post about my first few weeks in college. They all suck.
I have noted before I’ve never been an early riser. For much of my professional career I was a computer geek, so I would often be up all hours of the night working when my users were asleep and out of the system. As a result, if I got up before 8:00am I either had an early meeting or the house was on fire. Even though I’m no longer a “practicing” techie, until recently I still refused to get up early. I just didn’t see the point. But in the past year I decided I needed to shake some things up in my life. My day was just too static and monotonous. It didn’t seem like I challenging myself in any meaningful way. I was in a rut.
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a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause.