Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
Me: I'm losing my mind. But this is not the blog for that. People don't respond positively to negative problems of others. So... Not a bad day. Olympics and some reading and writing. Tuesday? I knew it was Tuesday because "Once upon a time" is on Tuesday, 8 pm here. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GEMuAnFH_lM Once upon a time... Way back when ...I had a different life. 1980: Reagan is elected and the only jobs are for ex-military types. Nothing for me. 1981: My first real job. Stuck with it for 5 years. Lived with friends in Canada for three months and then moved into my own place ...for 5 years. I am told I shouldn't burden my community with my issues. 18 years of mostly keeping my mouth shut. 1986: The Summer of Numb. As J said: You are paranoid if you think they are after you and they're not. You're not paranoid. They're out to get you. Major blow to the head in August. Hospital. Lost a week of work, my first at my new job. Moved twice in one year. 1988: Car totaled. Hospital. Lost most memory of months before and after. First party in commemoration of "I have a dream" speech (August 28,1963). Sometime in the 80s I went to concerts of Culture Club and Aha. Believe I went to Camelot (not sure of decade). Names are coming back to me... and faces. But it's all so long ago. Plus, I am in touch with few people from that time in my life. Sad. There were some really nice people in my life. En español: Did a "Nature your Nurture" blog entry in Spanish... It started in Spanish ... so I finished it in Spanish. Oddly, I have no urge to translate. Translations are work. Too much for my brain tonight. Do I come back here? Although this isn't resolved, I should probably decide to come back to Costa Rica in November, plan to stay till May. That way it's settled (less stress) and future plans can be made if I want to move on. Moving on... it's called "living". {e:wrong}32,735 |