In deference to all the cat owners who blog, I got a feline totem to sit on my desk today. I can not have the real thing, but the small token pictured below will happily watch over me as I sit here typing. Maybe it will prove inspirational when I am at a loss of words.
I am not ready to retire yet. I think I was out of my room too much today. I miss being here when I am gone and although the outside world is fine, I find more intellectual stimulation here at my computer. Guess that makes me less than sociable, but I have always been comfortable in the company of myself.
I bought some blank cards today, the thing is I rarely write letters anymore, just no one to write to. I love to write letters, but I have found that few people reciprocate these days. It gets a little old to write letters and get no response. Eventually one begins to feel the missives sent are an imposition to the recipient, and that does not feel pleasant.
I also bought blank books. These are beautiful things, but I find I rarely write in these because they are so nice I cannot put my drivel in them. The question that begs asking is then why must I buy these items? I truly wish I understood the compulsion. I do not understand why I collect these things.
It is not like I should spend money frivolously as I have precious little on which to survive two people. I wonder how to eliminate the compulsion to acquire things. This is a deep seated problem for me and causes me a lot of stress.
Mmm… I have been listening to music from Media Player while computing. Random songs are playing from my library and it is such a good mix. I wish I had had this ability years ago. Right now "Bad to the Bone" is playing and it sounds so appropriate to me. I really should play music more often, but for some reason I don’t.
I guess I should turn in now. I am still not sleepy, but 7:00AM comes early.