If I could find a few extra hours each week, I know there would be a market for them….only, I don’t think I could sell them? I have lost count of the number of projects I have on the go, how many books I want to read, the places I want to visit, the things I want to achieve, they have all become a bit of a blur right now.
Is it age related, this navel gazing? Or have I hit the proverbial wall? Has it finally dawned on me that my time left on this planet is finite?
What will become of my half completed projects, my unread books, the places I didn’t get to visit, the activities I didn’t partake? Not to mention the dreams I have…….
Fabric bowl to add to my collection of bowls
Phoebe, from Melly & Me a darling soft toy for “Grammy’s Glory Box”
Now should I to do a little more navel gazing, or should I just jump in feet first, take life by the scruff of the neck and give it a good shake…….? Perhaps what I do achieve is more important that what I don’t get to? If I concern myself with what I’m not doing, maybe I won’t get the same joy from what I do…..deep thoughts on this gloomy and rainy Wednesday!
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