Idle Time. Sometimes Fire, Sometimes Ice.

Uuhhhmm… I didn’t write much last month.  I couldn’t write.  Both hands were busy just hanging on. First things first: This blog exists mostly for myself. It exists because I was looking for means that would coerce me to write more — and better. See, nowadays we use written communication as much as never before, but I’d argue that at the same time the quality of our writing is in deterioration. At least, for me it is.

So now I’m trying to get better at writing, hoping that on the one side being more proficient at it would bring back some of the pleasure in doing it, and on the other hand for the practical reason that being able to write well is a tremendously useful skill.

Ahh…I’ve got a lot going on.  I can’t really write about it all but it’s really nothing a bunch of money, time, energy, wisdom and divine intervention can’t take care of. I’m overwhelmed. I’d like to get back to the days of just being whelmed. But, I suppose God didn’t build me for being light of heart and free of cares.

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