Category: Personal Growth

Darn the typewriter…

Just when I get into a deep dark mood… I pick at the keys of a typewriter and things start to look good again. I start to wallow in despair and disgust… then I press a few keys and a smile appears. Darn typewriters that do not allow my silly thoughts to seem smart (alone in my head they always are… but on paper look less so). Darn the typewriter for bringing focus to my thoughts and forcing me to see right from self-righteous Darn this typewriter as I listen to Hank Williams having fun on the by oh… and Gladys Knight wishing me a happy home… the Mills Brother’s calling for a Cab Driver… darn…. darn… this typewriter…

1964 Imperial Model 7

The problem with logic…

My problem is that I keep following the logic of the words being used today…. this leads me to roads that seem full of distrust, division and hurt. My mind wants a path to communication, trust, uplift and hope. Yet when I think about what my thoughts say… it seems I am not just making an observation, but perhaps pulling back the curtain words hide. Or… I am just putting words on paper to see what prints!!

1974 Smith Corona Galaxie XII

With a better memory I would never have improved…

In the decade I stopped bowling I recalled all the good moments… the league championships, the 300 game; I convinced myself I had been a good bowler and each year transformed myself into a near great one.  When I returned to league bowling this year… I sucked… so I worked hard to regain my old skills.  Only when I started bowling on a level my delusions recalled did I learn I had become the bowler I wanted to be and never had been.  Just think… this would never have happened if I had settled for reality.

1915 Remington Monarch No. 3