The worst part of this aging thing for me is losing my mind, not that I can't breathe, or my body is betraying me. My thinking is off, my memory has become a sieve. Oh, I can remember 5, 10, even 50 years ago - it's the past minute, hour, or day. Did I take my pills? Who called? What word do I want? It is no longer funny having to dance around a word, describing every little thing about it, and yet the word remains elusive. The word doesn't pop up at 3 in the morning either, if it did, I wouldn't remember why I wanted to use it.
I have been considering shutting down my blog. Sometimes I read over what I have written in the past or responded to someone and feel I no longer make sense. It takes me forever to write a post as I write a few lines, delete some words, add some words, and then I delete the whole thing. Maybe it would be less stressful to give up, except for the fact that I don't want to throw in the towel. I don't know.
I decided to buy a blu-ray player for here in my womb. Sigh, I guess I will have to have some help. Why can't they just sell a player? Why add wi-fi and all that other stuff that I never understood. It's all geek-speak to me. Why will it be necessary to add updates for the blu-ray? Didn't they finish their product before they started selling them? There are times when I would just as soon pack up my clothes and books, and just leave technology behind.