6/26/25
This is mainly for myself but I thought it would be helpful if I said a little bit about myself in case someone else reads it. . . Or if I develop alzheimers or something.
As of this writing:
I am a male.
I am 57 years old, almost 58
I am fat, 360 lbs 'ish
I am tall, 6' 7" 'ish
And I am employed.
Being from the X generation I know what the world was like pre computer and pre cell phones.
As a matter of fact I was just talking to a coworker and told him that when I retire, I'm going to sell my car and buy a pre-computer vehicle, probably a pickup.
I digress.
I am writing this because it helps organize my thoughts. Sometimes my day can get overwhelming and I need to sort everything out. But I can't do it in my head because it's a mess in there. Writing forces the ideas to leak out one at a time.
So I've been fighting several personal dragons for the past few years. I'll beat them back when one pops up but it's either getting harder to fight them or I just don't have the fight left in me. One blindsided me yesterday.
In short, it was the 'Hey you're too old to realize your dreams and you suck.' dragon.
I hate that one.
I used to find it fun to flip through home listing, but now I can't stand it. It's like going to a strip club, you can look but there is no way you can afford it. I haven't been to a strip club in over twenty years.
I used to find a lot of things fun.
