Rush! Rush! Rush! That's all I seem to do; hithering and yonning until there's nothing left of the day but pieces of evening....and even they are sliced into moments of gotta-dos.
It seems a common complaint. And I wonder how we allowed ourselves to get like this.
Is it our quest for success or at least the physical attributes that denote to the world? Are we so busy trying to prove ourselves to others that we leave no time to live for ourselves? And if so, why?
I used to obsess over getting approval; from my parents and family, teachers, church.....just like lots of other people, eh?
Truth be told, between seeking approval from others and trying to force life to bend to my will, I wasted a lot of valuable, unreplacable time! And no matter what, Time Chasers never catch their quarry.
We all have done it...get so caught up in making things go according to our plans that our plans end up getting us caught up in them. And then we're left to wonder why we feel like fragments by day's end....and life goes on as it did before we started muddling with it.
I'm not saying making plans are bad. Just that adaptability is a key ingredient that we should start teaching kids at a young age, so they know how to deal with life as it really is.
So for today, Fifty Five is the Slow Down, because the hurrier I go, the behinder I get.
When I was heading toward my Double Nickel Birthday in April 2009, the age 55 seems to be a lot of things. In this blog I will chronicle my thoughts about 55 Is The New, for the year beginning December 2009 because...well...that's when I felt like starting the blog. The entries will include that important day, my actual Fifty-Fifth birthday on April 14, 2010 and will continue for my entire fifty fifth year, concluding on April 14, 2011.
Randi on stage @ 1444 Market Street 1997
Randi on Stage 1997 at 1444 Market Street, SF, CA
Jack and yours truly today
Randi and Jack on the "Cadillac Campsite Tour"
Welcome To Fifty Five Is The New!
Hello out there!
What's it to you, turning the age of Fifty-five? You don't have to be turning it tomorrow, you could have already turned that corner a while back. That part doesn't matter so much.
While it's important what one feels, what matters most of all that one feels, that one feels anything at all.
So, as an exercise in self-examination and a way of getting over an incredible writer's block, I submit this blog to the World Wide Web, and I submit myself to a bit of mirror gazing.
Inspired by the movie "Julie & Julia," I will blog for one year, which will include my turning fifty-five, and see what I find.
Who knows? Maybe fifty-five will be something fantastic...like the New Me.
What's it to you, turning the age of Fifty-five? You don't have to be turning it tomorrow, you could have already turned that corner a while back. That part doesn't matter so much.
While it's important what one feels, what matters most of all that one feels, that one feels anything at all.
So, as an exercise in self-examination and a way of getting over an incredible writer's block, I submit this blog to the World Wide Web, and I submit myself to a bit of mirror gazing.
Inspired by the movie "Julie & Julia," I will blog for one year, which will include my turning fifty-five, and see what I find.
Who knows? Maybe fifty-five will be something fantastic...like the New Me.

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