Good morning, at least to those here in the northern Hemisphere. To my friends down under; g'day!

Come in and set a spell, if you're a mind to. It's been awhile since there's been any conversation to speak of here under the microscope. Oh, I know, there've been a few pieces re: writing prompts, but really very little of the daily dialogue this blog used to noted for.

Excuses? Sure, I've got a million of 'em. Awhile back I wrote a bit about how the fault lie with a FaceBook addiction. There is also the old standby; "I don't have anything to write about." Well, if on any given day, time is limited, and for sure it is to some degree, then one can lay some blame on facebook's doorstep. But to say that one has nothing to write about is to say that one doesn't think. Now I don't know about you but thinking is one thing I do constantly, many times to my consternation. So that excuse is lame. You may not be interested in what I'm thinking, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't, couldn't write those thoughts down.

With less and less readers perusing this here blog, well revise that to say, less and less people are commenting on this here blog. That's just a fact, no more to it than that. Then, since I'm under less scrutiny, so to speak, I should feel more free to jot down my daily thoughts, no matter how inane they be.

If you spend any time browsing the millions of blogs on the internet you may have noted, as I have, that two frequent topics that fellow humans discuss, comment on or take note of are the two sayings: "time flies, and life is short." And the older the blogger the more common is aforesaid refrain.

I am reminded daily that in fact we have only the moment, not an hour, not a day, nor even a second moment. I wonder, that if we could keep that thought ever present in our consciousness, how much easier we'd find it to enjoy life; moment to moment. As a former smoker, the thought just occurred to me, If I decided to quit smoking and did so for twenty minutes and then I died I would have been a successful in becoming a non-smoker. Now while that may be seen as a radical oversimplification; is it really?

I spent last year at Massena Memorial, and today it seems but a blink of the eye. Now I'm starting my 7th week at the Harrison Center in Syracuse; seems like I just got here. Each experience is an accumulation of moment to moment interactions culminating in friendships and memories to be cherished and remembered even as I move on to new encounters. If I remember to cherish each moment as the gift it is then at the end of my time I will have had a beautiful existence and perhaps brought some element of joy into some other hearts.

The plan is for D. and I to fly to Panama next Friday with our friends K. and L.. To depart there on a cruise to various Caribbean ports for a week. While many of my moments will be devoted to bringing that endeavor about, for the moment I must leave for the work environs to ply what peace and tranquility I can to those more stressed today than I.

Is that enough rambling and sharing of thoughts for today?