Day One

This is the first day of the rest of my life, as the saying goes. And with this also being my birthday I realized I don't have as many days left as have gone. Unless I make to 94.

So as a personal dare I have started this web log. I'm daring myself to make a go of it. I have never kept a diary or journal. I'm a lousy letter writer. I find writing in general to be an ordeal. I would like to change this. I would like become more adapt at expressing my thoughts. More at ease with the effort of putting them into words.

However my thoughts tend to bog down when I try to write. So this will be my bog. Where my thoughts are mired in the mud of my words. Yet, perhaps in time they can free themselves and find higher ground.