Moldy

My sister said that my blog is so moldy, it stunk up her entire house. I can't deny it. A lot has happened that is worth writing about, but my computer monitor is still broken and I'm having problems taking care of the basics lately. I have so many wonderful photographs that I want to share, but the computer program that accepts them is acting up as well. You know, these days I'm almost longing for the time when I boasted luddish; no cell, no email, no computer, no tv, no car..... those were simpler, and joyful times.

I rode a bike from here to there, I met my friends on the street, I wrote letters. I painted or read or wrote to entertain myself, strummed the guitar, made up songs about nothing. I really couldn't contact someone during the day without a quarter. So my to-do list was shorter. I missed out on a lot, but I enjoyed what I was doing without distraction. Sigh, nostalgia you've got me by the neck at the mo.....