Some say a mountain-top view of the beach at sunset is God’s point of view. I say creating characters for NaNoWriMo comes close.
Okay. Now that I see this, maybe not even close!
Category: Blogging
There are learning disabilities that I have and have enhanced my life probably more than hurt me. But I’ve never tested for face-blindness. It isn’t the worst case. But mine goes way back. I bumped into a really good friend while shopping with another. It was probably 45 years ago so not a sign of dementia. The faces were familiar but names escaped me.
Often when watching a show I will state the face is familiar, but my son or husband have said, “You know this person.” Then they rattle off the actor’s name and title of the show I supposedly saw the star in.
When I meet new people I will often forget their faces and their names. If I remember either it is because I had a great conversation with the person. I find I can rattle off the whole conversation. And will suddenly recognize the now familiar face.
Does this happen to any of you?
Time is, as Doctor Who says, “Wibbly wobbly, timey wimey.” Long and impossible. So impossible that if you are 12-1 month away, you don’t even think about it. But that month before birthdays, Christmases, or graduations, it stretches out unbearably.
When I was in first grade, I learned the misery time could be and the breeze it was. We were to get new pencils every six weeks. They were those big green pencils. You know, the thick ones that made it easier to learn our letters and numbers. I watched the other kids. Some hardly used theirs. Yet they got a new pencil anyway. I found that wasteful, even as a seven-year-old. So I used mine a lot. I mastered the fonts before me. I erased a lot with that huge pinky-orange eraser. I drew everything I could to use up as much of the six weeks as I could. I was so proud when I showed the teacher my well-chewed tiny stub of a pencil and remembered the teacher telling me I used my implement well. It was a breeze, those six weeks. Now to start the long trek with the shiny new pencil.
Streaming this in my head, the only thing that comes up is my second son’s favorite book when he was little. I can’t seem to find it. But the last page is stuck in my head for 50 years.
Mama, Mama, I went to town, Inside, Outside, Upsidedown!
Oh, look! I found the YouTube!
First day of Fall, it felt like fairies were walking with Milo and me, little whispering footsteps as yellow leaves drop to the ground.
Sent by my friend, Kay.
Well, here it is at the end of the day and I still haven’t come up with a dibble much less a stream. In this little paragraph I’ve made at least 5 typos that were immediately corrected.
Most of the time, I’m grateful for the help for my fat fingers, but this time, the typo is the lack of same. ๐ซค
Yay! Forward motion is happening!
Also, I have finally worked up to 30 minutes on the bike!
I love progress wherever I can find it!
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