Okay, so I over-edit when I write and can't seem to get anything posted or published or whatever it's called.
I know one thing, these sites with tabs and drop-down menus and drill-down lists of endless choices all arranged neatly and logically, could not have been created by a brain like mine in less time than it would take a room full of monkeys with laptop computers to type the complete works of Shakespeare.
I now have 14 minutes before I need to start the process of getting out the door to work. Make that 13 minutes.
I'm surviving today, like I did yesterday and, if it's meant to be, like I will tomorrow. So are you. Whatever you're doing, whatever you've done, whatever you will do, you do as part of the way you survive. It works for you. When it stops working, you'll stop doing it and try something else. It may take a while, it may even take years, but if you like being alive enough, you will eventually adapt your behavior in order to survive.
Living is surviving, but not the other way around. I've seen the sun come up and go down a few times and I've survived 53 summers in the Sonoran Desert. I don't know much about living, but I know a little about surviving.
I now have two minutes before I need to put my lunch in my bag and go do what I've done for most of the past 35 years - show up to survive.
