My Blog In the Middle of Your Net

I thought that this time around, after a long break, you deserve to learn a little bit about me.   In order for me to better myself by doing this, I’m going to look back upon something from my childhood.   This is something that isn’t necessarily a great story but it helped to shape the person that I am.   Everything that happens to a person helps to create who they become.   That’s how life works.   So here’s looking back at something from long ago, though really not long when looked at relative to a lot of people. Twelve years back, I was eight years old.   I was in the third grade.   I was just a little third grade pipsqueak going about my life with not a care in the world.   It’s a wonder children don’t live under the same stress as you live under as you age.   If I could go back to then, the problems in life would look like nothing.   My biggest problem would be waiting for recess.   Oooeeee.   That’s miniscule compared to a lot of stuff.   When I was eight, I wouldn’t have ca

There is nothing like the feeling of a good walk in the nice weather.   You wear shorts and a t-shirt, go outside into a nice, sunny day.   It’s not too hot, not too cold.   The temperature is just right.   Just right.   There’s nothing like it.   There may be better things, but a nice walk in good weather is the only thing that can ever feel like a nice walk in good weather.   Believe me. I don’t know why I bring this up.   I opened up Microsoft Word and decided to just type out whatever comes to mind.   The only rule I have for this is that I can’t bullshit anything.   It all has to come from the mind, or from the heart, but it can’t be make believe.   That’s my only rule here.   Write what I write but don’t write fiction.   That’s a whole different whale altogether.   My white whale possibly. I’ve tried writing before, and I’ve been told I have potential.   My issue is that without any sort of incentive or goal, I don’t get anything done.   I’ll get an idea, begin to hammer stu