My word!

Today I was reminded of how I love words. I enjoy playing with them and asking questions of them. I love puns. And now I feel I want to write.

I realise that in talking, and from reading and writing, I'm often trying to understand or express experiences, or to find solutions. To make life fit words is an impossible task. It reminds me of an eye test I had when I was very young. I was asked to look through the eye pieces of some optical instrument and move the handles so the lion went into the cage. I got so far, and then the lion or the cage disappeared.

On reflection, playing with words, questioning them and trying to express feelings, thoughts and happenings, in speech or writing, is my way of making sense of life, my way of finding meaning and purpose.

Procrastination and some thoughts on my wardrobe

I have been "editing" a series of motivational newspaper articles for someone else. Despite my advanced age, and in spite of my conceit that I know so much because I've been around so long, I have learnt alot from them. I have been faced with some of my bad habits, particularly procrastination. God, How painful, How depressing, How demotivating a habit! To be brutally honest, it is more than a habit, it is a way of life.

I'm a sloppy dresser,I have no style, and most of the time I don't care what I look like. If you put me in Versace, I would look as if I were wearing a sack.

A friend has given me a lovely maroon T-shirt with an Aboringinal painting of three snakes. This morning she asked me if I had tried it on yet (It's two weeks since she gave it to me). I said, "No". Why? Well, you can divide my wardrobe into three categories:
what I wear everyday, which is usually baggy slacks and a voluminous shirt or T-shirt;
what I never wear because I hate these clothes (gifts or mistakes);
what I almost never wear, because I like them so much I don't want to spoil them.
(I've realised there is a fourth category: clothes that are too small, the remnant of brief periods of being thinner.) The maroon T-shirt is number three, I love it so much I don't want to spoil it by wearing it.