la-da-da

It is way past my bedtime and I shouldn't be writing.  However, I've been wanting to fire the blog back up for quite some time, but keep delaying.  We've established that it is not for lack of desire.  I do desire.  Laziness?  No, I'm far from lazy - especially these days.  Time?  Perhaps, but what is time?  It's merely 12:40 AM.  Yes, time, perhaps, but I could have blogged instead of watching Mortal Kombat 2 (terrible movie).  I could have blogged instead of playing this (I got 4 goals and won a cup, but please don't ask me how long it took).  I could have blogged for the last several months.

But I've failed to share so much.  My life has been nothing if not interesting since I've last sat in front of a screen jotting words like someone should care.  No one cares, as they shouldn't.  I don't really even care, as I shouldn't; but, I might care in 40 years, as I should.  As I anticipate that I should, but in 40 years, I'll be old - God willing - and probably won't care then either.  It would be interesting, an old me saying:  I should re-read my blog that I wrote when I was young.... I'll do it when I have the time.  I'll do it when I am spending less time playing bridge, or chess, or perfecting card tricks, or traveling to and from space or whatever it is that Craig-now-plus-40 might be up to.... and I'll delay and delay.... and eventually read each and every entry in one night and sleep through my granddaughter's soccer game... and kick myself... or wish I could kick myself.... and remember I never could kick myself... and then join a gym, yoga and karate and tell my trainers I have one goal: to be able to kick myself.  And they'd think I am crazy - and rightfully so, because I am crazy... and when I read this post, I'll laugh and wonder what I did next after writing it.  I'd hope the answer is brush my teeth and go straight to bed.  I'd know better.

And... he... has broken the silence.  [with this nonsense!]