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 A blog of no uncertain musings. What goes on in my mind is often a source of wonder to me. |
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My mind and my life are wondrous things ... as are yours, I'm sure. I have more slips of paper and pages of notebooks with musings and thoughts than I really know what to do with. Someone, actually several someones, have suggested I start a blog ... or a journal as a means of focusing some of this mental energy. To be honest, I don't even know what the difference between a 'journal' and 'blog' is--or if there even is a difference. Read on, my friends, and you can judge for yourself whether it even matters. And so ....  I'm JACE. Yep ... that's me! And somewhere in all my writings my last name may be posted. But I'll just leave it at Jace for right now. I'm 71 years old and heading full tilt to 72. It's strange that while I'm going through some rather serious medical issues, I still consider myself to be in the prime of my life--pretty good shape physically AND mentally, though I don't run for competition anymore  . I love to ... dang, if I put this stuff here, I won't have anything for my blog.Guess you just have to be patient until such stuff leaks out.  Perhaps 2025, having embraced my retirement, will see more participation in my journaling efforts. Well, one can hope.... |
| I'm actually proud of myself (as I write this yawning). I woke up at 2:22 am with some thoughts rumbling in my head. I got up (quietly), went to my office and wrote down those thoughts as they came to me. I didn't edit; I just wrote as fast as I could. I haven't read the several pages I filled and I hope I can read my scribbling. I used abbreviations rather liberally so my pen could keep up with my mind. I hope they are apparent to me as I type them into MS-Word. Truth be told, I got back up two more times within minutes of returning to bed as several additional points occurred to me. But I did get everything on paper ... I think. At least I was able to get back to sleep with my mind at ease. I can't tell you how many times I've awoken with some idea or thought in my head, and I didn't get up believing I'd remember it in the morning. I KNOW many of you have done this. Maybe the urge was greater this early morning; maybe I've gotten wiser at recognizing my weak memory. Maybe a bit of both. The sad part is now I have a third major idea penned on paper that needs to be typed in, edited and posted. And with a deadline only three days away, my "Dear Me" letter is one of those ideas. Priorities! They can be such a b***h. |
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