Welcome you guys, to the blog where I talk about the present. Every morning, when you wake up, you could say, Welcome to another day closer to imminent death. Or you could say, Welcome to another day closer to recovering. It’s your choice.
I remember when I was a competitive runner. I knew what kind of race I would have when I put my toe on the starting line. For example, if I put my toe on the starting line, and said, Man, I feel like shit, I would have a bad race. But, if I put my toe on the line and said, I’m gonna win this race, I would always do well. So basically, what I’m saying is, you gotta have a positive attitude. Like my mom always said, think about what you can do, not what you can’t do. I have to remind myself of this all the time.
It’s funny, but lately I feel like getting out of this damn wheelchair. I feel like I could just shove over to another chair. I guess that’s progress, realizing you want to do something. Frankly, I’m sick of being in this wheelchair. It’s been, what? Ten years? I think my dog would just pass out and fall over if I just stood up.
I’m still taking pictures and working on my book. It’s slow going, but it’s fun. I’m about halfway through. My friend here loads my cameras and I shoot when I can. It’s a pretty cool project and something to preoccupy my time, when I’m not working out.
That’s about it for this week. I still think it’s ironic you guys have all joined my world. Everyone’s at home now, just like me. So, If you need any advice, give me a holler. Do yourself a favor and buy a fish.
Love, B. Nice