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Life Moves Pretty Fast

What was that line from Ferris Bueller's Day off?
  "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."  

My friend, Toby posted one of my old blogs on FB, prompting me to click to my blog. That's when I saw that the last post was over six months old!  Life moved pretty fast and I missed posting about it which is weird for a documentarian like me.

So what do I have to tell you?  What has happened in 6 months?

I think the reason I stopped writing is because our latest election cycle made me depressed about the world.  Plus, it got to the point where I didn't want to talk about politics anymore.  So like a lot of FB friends, I just stopped and have been watching the horror in silence.  Everyday a new news story to get you mad. I just didn't want to feel lousy anymore, so I stopped.  Also, the Blogger App I was using on my phone disappeared and there is no way to post anymore without getting out the laptop or paying a fee for someones app.

Anyhow, by chance I rediscovered my blog and those urges to write something, share something, have taken over once again.   I am wondering if I have enough time to go back and write stories over the past 6 months or if I should just move forward?  Hum.

No one reads this so, I guess this is up to me.

I do love Blogger and Google because it makes it very easy to go back and see what you were doing on any given day of the year.   I love the Google Photos "rediscover this day" memories.  And I love being able to search my blog to see what events repeated.  Facebook for some reason doesn't want to give me "my memories."  Apparently, this option isn't open to everyone but it sure feels like everyone but me has it. It really pisses me off because I love reminising!

I love to document yet, I can't spell.  Oh, the irony.   Believe me, if I could spell and punctuate properly, I would.  It's just something I never learned and which, refuses to stick in my head.

Anyhow, I found a free moment to write, in the wee hours of the morning and I am taking it.


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