I remember a conversation from a long long time ago..
It went like this…
Friend: “I’m supposed to be working on a script, but I haven’t done anything yet… arrgghhh..How about you? Working on anything new?”
Me: “Well, I kind of finished the work I was supposed to do, so…”
Friend: “Good for you…”
Me: : “How come you haven’t done yours yet?”
Friend: (sheepishly arrogant) ” I was busy living… ya’know… ”
Me: Oh, ok…alright.. whatever…
I bring this up to contend an issue.
Dare I give this as an excuse and prologue to what I write today?
Dare I say that I was busy living and therefore had no time–whatsoever– to open my WordPress blog up to the point that I kind of logged in the wrong User ID twice?
Dare I excuse my crime by pleading the worst kind of excuse…
“I was busy living”?!!!
Shall I dig my own grave then, by doing so?
I used to ask myself, “What my friend, does it mean to live to the fullest?” I had some very popular notions and I was reckless in proclaiming them when I was at a younger age. I was a little like, St. Francis of Assisi, for those coming from the fervently Catholic denominations but for those whose taste run more along the,… well, gutter, I guess, I was also like Britney Spears who reflect the essence of the word “radically challenged” which is really just a politically correct way of saying foolish. I have been known to also make a lot of rash or radical decisions before.
So my excuse won’t be that I was busy living. I guess, I was just distracted. It’s good to be distracted at times right? It brings things into focus after some time has passed.
And so here I am again, in front of my writing tablet.
I’ll let you in on my distractions by and by…
ng 
that’s life would be.. 😉