Mini-Teen was explaining her thought processes to me yesterday, trying to anyhow she was asking about mine. . .
. . .which seem to be somewhat limited at present, as you might have noticed
that doesn't bother me - this is hardly a time in my life where the ability to have a great debate on a topic fascinating to both man and woman kind will do me any favours, is it
if one is hanging around towards the bottom layers of Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs it goes without saying that it is neither the time nor the place to come up with ground breaking theories or observations on L,TU&E
one is under no obligations at all, in fact, other than to produce the next meal vaguely on time and try to get someone to come and look at the insidious damp patches which seem to be pervading walls and ceilings like a plague of locusts on harvest day after a perfect summer
perhaps that is one of my "problems"? perhaps I could do with some more obligations? perhaps all my loose ends are over-fraying and becoming entangled, knotted up? perhaps I need to attempt to sort them out, snip them off, then refocus. . .
no, this isn't about to become a post on New Year's Resolutions
I've never believed in practising those
if something is worth doing (or not, as the case may be), it's worth doing (or not) all year round - not just the first few weeks into January and February. . .
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anyhow, everytime Mini-Teen asked me what I was thinking, I burst into tears
I wonder if using a handkerchief is more economically-sound and more environmentally-friendly than getting thru a box of Kleenex? it's the least I could do, to get that one right
