Not that I went anywhere, but I have been MIA from this cozy place that I used to spend hours putting fingers to "qwerty".
Since I last graced this page in attempt to update in a creative manner, summer came. Well sorta. The days flew from June to July, and now I scratch my head trying to recount where July went, and what I did or forgot to do.
Ah! Life at the speed of glorious life!
I still am, and will be forever, as deaf as a stump/stick/wheel of cheese.
My balance is a misnomer as I will never have "true balance" but I do a wonderful "fake" walk that would fool the best Cirque de Soleil folks. Daily I do a regime to trick the brain into thinking that walking like an Egyptian is really a cake walk.
Inner balance is so overrated dear brain.
The eyes have it.
Relax you worry wart of a grey matter!
Work keeps me from penning my first novel, and pretty much keeps me from attacking the dust dust bunnies that attack the house that Guitar Boy and I share in our little town.
Work seems to take over a life that enjoyed at one time spending 3 hours researching and creating the perfect French Toast.
Work, be it of the house nature or of the 40 hour per week nature, is also overrated. Yes, it pays a bill or two, but man does it take away from the discovery mode that I was in at one time. I seem to have my head down and buried in a LCD screen more than days gone by.
I will not grumble about being a million miles from a place that saw me deaf, and in a wheel chair for a time. And by the way, that does feel like a million miles ago on this journey.
Despite what some famous author declared that "there are no second acts in an American life", this Canadian boy has reinvented himself and, as a matter of fact, is on his second act.
Yes my friends, life does change, move forward, and move at the speed of life. People die, babies are born, illness strikes, senses are changed, zits appear on young boys faces overnight.
Change, change and then change.
Embrace, accept and get on the hamster wheel I suppose. I love this life, and I love to learn.
So I will depart on Saturday for a week in Punta Cana, in the Dominican Republic. There I will spend 7 days with my head buried on one of several novels. I hope to read at least two or three of the trash nature, two or three of the classic's and perhaps one or two that teach me something.
Leaving the "summer" here, that has been in the blistering 20's ( high 60's F for my American friends that chuckle at the rest of the world in Celsius) and going to the high 30's.
Sun, sand and a break from the Blackberries, LCD screens, and excel spread sheets that oh so tire me out.
I will be back.
thanks for your patience and kind words always.