Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Some days there just isn't a lot to say.
But isn't that part of the joy of "semi-retirement" - quiet days filled with nothing much. It was a snow day - quite lovely really. Oh sure, I wrote a couple of stories. That's the joy of having a short commute - from my bedroom to the living room around the corner.
So I did the work, walked with Abby in the snow, watched Despicable Me and marveled at the sharp, exciting bursts of happiness that shot through me from time to time. Insight: I have never been happier in my life on a deep, sustained level. You know, there are tremendous benefits to getting older - as long as the "older" part only refers to physical age.