Age

My problem is, I say what I think, but I also say what I don’t think. I can be thoughtless. That’s Loose Cannon Syndrome.

The tide is going nowhere, it flows both ways, and it will be back tomorrow. So, just stop with the striving and float.  

There was only one path to this moment and it’s the path I took. That’s my big birthday revelation. Aging has a sweet spot, and I’m there.

I don’t believe in immortality. It’s like buying a long-term life insurance policy that starts after you’re dead. 

A friend of mine complained that I have bad manners. Evidently, I picked my teeth after eating a meal with her and she was mortified.

I’m reviewing my mistakes and poking around for my blind spots because I don’t want to be ignorant of my ignorance.

I’m making mood soup. My recipe is positive thoughts that create positive brain chemistry that results in positive behavior.