This life is too good to last and I'm too young to care

I am annoyed, though I don't know if I am annoyed with the thing, the word, the way or the thought, which makes me more annoyed. What ticks me off more is I don't know which part instigated the others, did the thing set on the way that set up the thought which formed the word? Or did the word give rise to the thought which made the way to the thing?

Do I blame myself for this puzzle? Or do I seek absolution in the bird calls of the morning? Maybe the raven's croak will give the answers?


In any event it doe not really matter, the thing, the way, the word or the thought will all be resolved in time, one way or another.


In other news I am considering setting up other blogs from which to post writings on the different projects I sometimes wish would get done, which may push towards actually doing things on them. Though more likely they will just sit blank and unused except for the initial posts I may or may not create. Even more likely is that the concept will just sit in my head and not be done...

Sometimes action is required to complete an action...

In other news 8 days to go!