You are where you need to be, that place happens to be here. How you arrived here was because of where you were. You create your own path.
Where did the week go? I sit here pondering what happened — from what I can recall — nothin. Of course that is not true, it is the same old story, life happened.
So why do you read blogs? Is it for fun, boredom or words of wisdom. Perhaps you seek to find the meaning of life. Guess what, you won’t find any of that here — sorry!
Sometimes I actually know what I am doing without thinking. Of course I am an expert at not thinking. Not thinking before leaping is my speciality, I think? Perhaps I think too much … oh darn I’m thinking.
I know nothing! The more I learn the less I know. The desire to not know is strong when you realize you know nothing. One could stop learning and happily assume they know it all.
Good eats and treats for the crows and ravens. The melting snow of the coming spring reveals the story of the winter. Horse, Deer and Elk poop make an appearance.