write anything. It seems as though the writing thing is getting a bit
stale. I don't know if it is the writing is starting to pall or I am
losing interest the events that I write about.
I call myself a doomer, but I am pretty confident that things will work
out. They probably won't be to my taste, but well enough. If they
don't work out, my half-assed ideas had better be the first things on
the chopping block if things go south.
Life is good right now, the important things are working reasonably
well. Maybe what I am experiencing is a little bit of contentment.
I think that I will run with it.