What is real, what is the real world? Don’t ask me, because I don’t know! What I do know is that I can hold and touch “real things” — supposedly. Of course this may change in the future.
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.
In the midst of winter the warmer days seem so far away and then just like that they are back. Time to go outside and soak up those rays — good for the soul and body (provided your esteemed leadership allows you to be happy).
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!
I like to make things up as I go. Research is for non-lazy people. Just like a box of chocolates you never know what you are going to get. Just close your eyes and jump, hopefully you fly.
Whine, whine, whine … not the kind you drink. The world is all bright and cheery when the art flows but not so great when it does not and that is when the whine is poured …