I think I am stuck in the mud
I'm in a rut,
Not exercising. Eating too much. Staying up too late. Sleeping too late.
My resolutions have all gone out the window, or door, or whatever....well, all except one.
I did resolve to wake up every day in 2019.
At my age, that is not a given.
Every day there are obits of people younger than me. It does frighten me a little.
Sometimes I think we should have an expiration date, like milk.
Would I be happier knowing that on Jan. 15, 2025 the grim reaper will be knocking on my door?
In one sense yes, because then I wouldn't have to wondeer and worry. I would do all I could in the remaining time.
In another sense, no, because no one wants that guy to stop for coffee, tea or wine.
Incidentally, Jan. 15, 2025 is just a random date. Don't place any Vegas bets on that date being special.
I did get Christmas put away today, and for some reason I started bawling like a two year old who needs a diaper change.
Time just is going by too quickly, and I am wasting so much of it. Like I said, I am in a rut.
Watching the Bears did not help my mood.
But I do take heart, because pitchers and catchers report in about 40 days.....
Peace and Love.
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