After my weekly AA meeting last Saturday I had some time to chat and commiserate a bit about life in general.. I find it interesting how many 50 ish age folks I meet are open and searching for something to do "when they grow up." This phrase seems to be generally accepted with a smile or smirk to accurately represent the situation.
People I've talked to generally know what they don't want by now and have a couple ideas but nothing definite. Chances are this is only new to me in particular and not a cultural phenomenon... I guess, who knows? Who do you check with on things like that? A psychologist? A researcher? some type of DR no doubt. =) Surely someone's getting paid to study it somewhere on the planet.
I digress... anyway,.. I was commenting (to a friend after the meeting Saturday) on the fact that during the meeting it had dawned on me to wonder what thoughts would occupy my mind once I was done thinking about anything food or weight related. Just as food and weight have taken up the space previously occupied by smoking and drinking. What fabulous distraction will I choose once those "issues" are "handled" to my satisfaction? My friend laughed heartily... thinking I was worrying about what to worry about next. When in fact I was, sincerely wondering about what to think about intentionally. Worrying is really not something I do much of, consciously anyway. We don't know each other well, so that's an understandably laughable interpretation. He then commented that there is no middle to the onion. I agreed and mentioned what a pisser that is! He concurred and we both had a grand chuckle.
Peel away, we have no choice, but just so you know... there is NO core!
I decided back in November 2015 to make my poetry available and journal online. I'm not exactly sure what "blogging" means but I am quite sure this is an online journal. Feel free to read on with an aire of open minded curiosity. At no time do I intend to offend, judge or pretend to know anything really, I'm just an observer and explorer, as we all are. Feel free to "boldly go" through my observations and perhaps it will spark or inspire. Comments are off because I don't want to be worried about political correctness when I'm writing. I'm not thinking about "you." I'm just writing because it feels "right". Feel free to enjoy or surf on.
Fibber McGee's closet!