Wednesday, June 3, 2009


It's all a mystery to me. I said that phrase to my boss in response to being asked why my work was a certain way - not a good explanation and it is now my job to unravel the mystery. But I've found myself thinking more about that phrase. And where else it applies - quite frankly, right now, it is ALL a mystery to me. As in, everything. Life. The meaning of life. What we should be doing with the gift of Life. All of feels like a mystery. I thought I knew once, or had a pretty good idea...but now I feel totally and utterly uncertain. The only thing I know is the present, and I feel pretty confident that a good game plan is to make the most of and enjoy the present. Beyond a mystery to me.

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I have a journal. You know, the real kind...paper, bound in a book form...nice leather cover. And I do write in it...every few months. I like it, but somehow I find it hard to keep up regularly. I'm at a computer nearly all the time, so I find it easier to keep up on this blog. So, that's what this blog is for. To help me journal when I'm away from my journal. A place to collect my thoughts before I lose them to the chaos of my mind.

Or see my first post here. That's why I started this blog.