HERE WE ARE INTO AUGUST...

Yesterday was the anniversary of the death of Elvis Presley.

I remember hearing about it on the automobile radio.

Days are getting shorter and the school buses are out again.

Just glad I no longer have to exist in that atmosphere.

In my fifties in my fifties in my fifties.

And still striving towards that elusive happiness!

The Last Day of July...

...enjoy summer while you can.

I'm just extremely glad my school days are over.

Actually they have been over for thirty years.

I should say "my school years" or my "school years of hell."

I have a terrible memory; I never forget anything!

Is it finally time to move on?

But my hellish childhood and adolescent experiences are part of who I am.

Unfortunately.

INDEPENDENCE DAY!

I am independent.

My life isn't perfect but I try to be content.

I am lucky I am here; my doctor diagnosed my cancer at an early stage.

I have no lingering ill effects.

I am here.

IS CHANGE AN INEVITABLE PART OF LIFE?

I believe that it probably is.

But to what extent.

I do believe that each of us his responsible for his or her own happiness.

The above is an issue for me; that is I have trouble keeping myself happy.

KIND JUNE!

Enjoy enjoy enjoy!

Be happy be happy.

We had had wonderful early summer weather lately.

Here's hoping it stays that way.

CRUEL MAY?

It is what it is.

But I don't feel like this has been a cruel month?

What do other people think?

CRUEL APRIL

T.S. Eliot wrote "April the the cruelest month."

Is it?

The U.S. Civil War began AND ended during the month of April (1861 and 1865 to be exact.)

The U.S. entered World War I on April 6, 1917; Berlin fell in April 1945 with Hitler committing suicide on April 30.

When I was younger and more ignorant I wished this were my birth month.

Spring?

Has it sprung yet?

I'm reading a book called "Sapiens." It pretty much states that our cultures are the result of large groups of people believing in an "imagined reality." Not only are all gods fictional but so are the "Rights of Man;" this concept is as much an invented fiction as the old Codes of Hammarabi. And people from the U.S. shouldn't consider their culture superior to the old Hindi caste system, re those old ideas about the "purity of the white race."

I am very "striaight" I do not find black men attractive. I also don't find them repulsive but black men just don't "do it" for me. Is that due to my own biology (which I believe is the course of my heterosexuality) or the result of culture?