Going the Way of...

I like blogging. It provides the bulk of my connection with the outside world in general and a few special people in particular. And so I’m always on the lookout for something to write about.

Yesterday morning I thought of something. ‘That’s interesting,’ thinks I, ‘I’ll write it later.’ Later came and I forgot what it was. I remembered it again this morning. ‘Ah, good. Remembered! I’ll write it as soon as I boot up the computer.’

But then I was making the bed and my back went again. A shooting pain, followed by a dull ache which continues to make its unwelcome presence felt. So then I booted the computer and the first thing that greeted me was the latest e-mail and petition from Avaaz, this time about the unimaginable atrocities being committed in Syria. I signed the petition and felt angry about Syria. I felt angry with the Arab League. I felt angry with the toothless United Nations. I felt angry with the Chinese and Russian governments. I felt angry with the human race.

And then I looked for the e-mails and blog visits which I hoped would be there, but weren’t. I decided to write the post, but couldn’t for the life of me remember what it was about.

Maybe it wasn’t so interesting after all.

I have garden work to do if my back will permit. I think I’ll do it before I eat, since eating tends to bring on the fatigue symptoms. Re-arrange the following words into a well known phrase or saying:

‘Up cracking I’m think I.’