As I get older and more set into my routines I find that life loses a little bit of luster. New experiences become less frequent and the activities I’m used to become a little less enjoyable. Then I look at my son and see how he is excited about pretty much everything. Everything is…… Continue reading Living a magical life
I usually like to write about an event while it is actually happening. This year I just didn’t have the enthusiasm to write for Christmas and am a little bit delayed for the New Year. So today, I’m forcing myself to get my thoughts down. This New Year’s Eve we did not go to…… Continue reading New Year 2014
Another very long spell without having written anything. It is a difficult thing to find the time when one has a young son that demands attention at every waking moment. But it is late now and my son is now in bed and I am afforded some quiet time and have a cold beer in…… Continue reading 7.21.2013 – Entry
Just as I ask myself, “Why am I here” and “What is here.” I ask myself why I bother to write. I write because I am an archivist. I like to archive, to try to preserve this wonderful experience that I’m living. Every experience is infinitely valuable to me and I want to collect and keep them all.
I’m sitting here this morning listening to music called “Ancient Temples” by the artist High Priestess. It is just peaceful music of the fantasy genre and I found it to be a suitable selection for the morning. I discovered it just the other day through last.fm when I followed a chain of suggestions stemming from…… Continue reading Importance of an Open Mind
I for one, always have my “midlife crisis” a bit early. I knew at 19 that I would not be a famous professional sports player and now at 33 I have the same thoughts most people might have at 40.
I wish to share with you a story. Actually, I’m not sure if it is a story or not but rather an idea. This idea I had while visiting an abandoned graveyard not far outside Killarney, Ireland. I. The Graveyards I decided to rent a bicycle and travel outside the town. I had gone not more…… Continue reading Graveyards and The Meaning of Life
In fact, from the time we are born until the end of High School and perhaps university our path is pretty much laid out for us. We are required to attend school, learn things and at the end either continue on the stream or reach an abrupt end.