Sandy Supposes....

                                       I've never been bored and stranded wondering how I will occupy myself. Even as a kid, I found ways and things to keep me amused. I don't need the stimulation of company to insulate myself from myself. I do not dread being alone and now I have the opportunity, the lifestyle to keep my own company most of the time. If I fancy conversation, I seek it out.There's nothing like a great natter and I consider it a wonderful expenditure of time.          I've been known to lose all track of time simply sitting and thinking. Sometimes, I suppose, I am daydreaming. Occasionally, I reminisce. Often, my mind ambles down an inviting path only to discover an intriguing trail. I can and will lose myself in word games.

         I'm an avid reader and have never read to calm my mind in order to fall asleep. Once I begin a book I'm committed to finishing it. Luckily, I read , make that digest, a book quickly. In two maybe three hours, I turn the final page. Nothing would ever be checked off my to do list, if I read at a snail's pace. Needs like eating squawk to be appeased.          Writing is definitely worthy of my time. I don't begrudge the hours spent considering just the right turn of phrase, or the perfect piece of dialogue , or the most descriptive words. Creating a concept or a storyline exercises "my little grey cells." Poirot epitomizes the thinker.          Of course, I believe baking to be worthwhile.Cookies, muffins, and cakes are delectable rewards.          I believe people,myself included, spend too much time wading through social media. Yes, it is a means to reach out and communicate. I've reconnected with old friends. I scroll and marvel at the tidbits of online humour. I cringe at the atrocious spelling and grammar that proliferates this social platform, but it produces unintentional amusement, too. Real life should require real face-to-face interactions. Too many hide behind anonymity. They act as bullies. The chain posts and misinformation are staggering. Some participants insist upon spouting their own brand of hate, prejudice, intolerance, and ignorance. We may revert to ranting and raving as I'm doing now.