A NEW START

 I've been feeling out of touch with myself lately.  Out of touch with myself and estranged from friends and family.  So much of my family has passed on - well, like everyone in my nuclear family.  When I was young, I imagined that would be freeing.  There were things I wanted to do that I felt like I couldn't.  Now, I could but the opportunity has passed.  But that wasn't where I was going with this post.  What I wanted to do was to start having conversations with you, my imaginary friend and with myself.  Let's face it.  I'm more likely to respond.  It is challenging living not alone but without someone with which to talk.  Zupe is "less than verbal" and doesn't seem interested in me.  The latter probably comes from being a nearly 15 year old boy.  Still.  

So, I'm going to make a commitment to myself and do this writing thing regularly.  I'm debating writing longhand on paper - but deep down, I want to believe another soul may read this.  And, it is easier to put photos here.


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