Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Why is acceptable for dog owners to use the entire world as their animals' bathroom?
Sidewalks, lampposts, mail boxes, parks, lawns, gardens, roads, pathways....
They're coated with dog piss.
And even if people follow poop and scoop rules and even if it looks clean afterwards there is still some residue of dog shit left behind.
If you stop and think about it, it's quite disgusting.
Thursday, April 23, 2015
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Wednesday, April 8, 2015
Saturday, April 4, 2015
I kept a journal for years, hundreds and hundreds of pages written by hand.
I mostly enjoyed doing it but I began to be really uncomfortable with the thought that someone else might read it - by finding it - or after my death, even if I left specific instructions for it to be destroyed unread - and I knew I did not want that. That also began to inhibit my writing because I was always conscious of that "someone" who might someday read it.
So about ten years ago I stopped, re-read ALL those pages and then shredded everything.
The great thing about writing a journal is expressing what you truly think and feel at that moment.
For me it is that expression that is so valuable.
I don't think there is ever anyone in our lives that we can tell everything to. We may think there is but I know from bitter experience that that is never true. Not spouses, or parents or siblings or best friends.
And sometimes the things I'm struggling with, that I want/need to open up about and consider, are things that anyone else is going to find boring and stupid.
Sometimes just writing it down is a way of letting go of it.
So I have started what I think of as temporary journaling. I sit down with a pen and paper and write whatever I want. Then I read it over. Then I shred it.