Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
I like your analogy and everyone's comments. I don't take pills but my confidence in traveling is wavering. 46 countries and 200 places? You would think...
Many pills I take every day since I had serious Stroke, but one pill went down the wrong way every day. So, I asked the doctor for another one pill that goes down the right way, and now my pills go down the right way every day.
I find it disturbing when for some dumb reason I stop to analyze something that's been so automatic and then become unsure of how to proceed correctly. If I hadn't thought about it there would be no problem!
Ugh... I went through a phase as a kid where I struggled with swallowing. Meals took twice as long for a while. I still cringe sometimes at the prospect of eating fried chicken. And pills? Forget it
I do the same. Some I remember, and other's all I can ask myself is, "What were you thinking?" And I know it's me asking because I recognize my voice, and I'm wearing my underwear. After a moment of deep thought, I answer myself, "Apparently, you weren't."
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