I have generally written almost every weekday, but that is changing as I age. I am losing interest in myself and my own thoughts and opinions about life. Life itself is rolling me up to store me in the closet! Every dog has his day, I believe the expression goes and so do writers.

I have written a lot of humor and a lot of tearjerkers. This life of mine will be remembered as a solitary one, an introverted and neurotic one. I come from a family of neurotics and it is a skill easily learned.

I can lay no claim to solving the mystery of life and for that matter why it is we are born onto this planet. By the way, the planet is dying due to man’s inhumanity to man. Money is what makes the world go round, according to the moneymakers.

Did I tell you I am also lazy? Yep! The only thing I have worked hard at has been writing, first humor and then serious stuff.

I used to have more readers. That is because several years ago I left Facebook. Why? Because I found myself becoming Pavlov’s dog. Every time I saw a Notification, I would look at it. So I focused on my blog. Now the blog gets fewer and fewer readers and so I have come back on Facebook as well as the blog.

At my age, there is a lot of pain and things I have given up doing. One day I will write my last essay. I hope it is a good one!