I have been absent. Not from you. Not from the world. I've been absent from myself.
Too many things have been going wrong.....my territory is tainted. Whenever I'm depressed, I simply withdraw. I become uncommunicative.
Why complain? Why write depressing updates? I wrote a final blog post entitled "Uncharted Waters".....but I never posted it.
Not yet.
Finality is not yet feasible.
Not yet.
I want to exist, but not in the confinement of this medical purgatory.
It's worse than hell, worse than.....
Am I making any sense?
(don't answer that)
I'm presently trying to make a video
(don't sneer)
There's a purpose. There's a purpose for everything I do. You'll see.
There will be another blog post.
Jon, purgatorized
(the word is my invention)
Don't fret over the photo, hell I'm a thousand years old......and I sure feel like it......
Ok, I don't like the mustache, either
Purgatorized is a good word, Jon, even if your invention. As for your being over 1,000 years old, I would not have put you a day over 500 😀 (smile, only a joke).
ReplyDeleteIf I could only be 500 yrs. younger....I wouldn't feel so purgatorized 😸
DeleteAre your eyes really that blue??
ReplyDeleteMy blue eyes are one of my biggest assets - - next to my incredible charm.
DeleteEyes Rolling! LOL
DeleteIs that good....or bad?
DeleteYour answer to Sandi shows you haven't lost your humor, Jon.
ReplyDeleteI lost a lot of things, but humor still remains.
DeleteThank you for writing! I think of you a lot.
ReplyDeleteI truly appreciate that.
DeleteAnd yet you still made the effort to come in to my blog and encourage me. You're a prince!
ReplyDeleteI read your blog even though I don't always comment. I'm so sorry about the accident....and I'm furious about those kids on bikes.
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