Almost 2 Months Now

No, I haven't forgotten about my blog, nor has the fluid inspirations of my psyche been diminished.  Like the other great writers of the literary field, we all sometimes get mental anemia.  For those of you that seriously know me, you understand that I make such a ludicrous comment with great levity!!  In this case it's been more of a physical anemia....basically adhering my gluteus maximus to the couch.  Sometimes I think it got hermetically sealed there.  But then again there's been another reason which is more in tune with my mental state.  As I looked back at my last posting (Aug. 23rd), it brings a  stark reminder of why I made my last post and rekindles some sadness that I languished in.  And as much as I tried to avoid that event, the harsh reality of it still lingers.  But, I've been down that road before, will go down that road again, and the circle of life will continue.  But my grief lessens and the day to day mechanisms move forward.  I've had many "inspirations" over the last two months to plunk finger to key board and dust off the grey matter and write.  It doesn't take a provocative inclination to encourage me.  It can be the simple laugh of a child, the unwitting glance of a person in the market, the haunting aroma of a rain storm, or more simply, the wet kiss from my dogs.  I can't pinpoint what has struck me now, but I grasp the sense to resume.
And while I'm not quite sure I'm going to have anything quite profound to write, (and it really doesn't matter at all) the sheer joy in occupying my space on my blog is enough.  Besides, the real estate is cheap.  Where else can I put down my thoughts and not get charged for it?  Blogger is free, for the time being.
I could put down that I've got some new electronic toys to my arsenal, which have added to the ease of everyday living.  But I'd also have to clarify that by stating quite unequivocally that I could just write stuff down (like I did years ago) rather than put them on my calendar on my iPhone, or continue to use my older camera, and listen more to the radio rather than affixing my pre cataract eyes to the big screen tv that adorns me living room, and instead of relying on the ease of powering up my iPad, just go to the library!!  But, alas, all of these modern conveniences have woefully restricted my efforts at creativity.  I wonder what Grandpa would have said?

I also could visit the abrupt and rather languid mentality of Reality television; something that I have thought several times of doing before and most probably will, but not in this post.  As I detest them, and feel they are the scourge of mental decency for anyone who watches t.v.  But, I will save that for another time.

I've met and spoke with several "new" acquaintances in my absence and this is always (and will continue to be) a truly irreproachable activity for me.  I love meeting and acquiring new friends.  Some say that the eyes are the window to the soul.  I believe it's meeting and establishing new friendships that are the mirror of oneself.

See you soon.