DoY 315 2023

 Well, here I am in the waning of the year, and at 81 and a half, probably in the waning of a life.

Gosh!  I got to work in the unmanned exploration of space, on missions to every planet but Mercury.  The Voyagers I worked on have left the solar system and are still, the last I heard, sending back data.  Meanwhile, I tried freelance programming for a while, then was a computer specialist for a growing insurance company til I retired.  An interesting career.

I'm sitting in my bed this afternoon wondering if I accumulated any wisdom from it.  Not unless it's the wisdom to claim none.

But it's been a good life.  I'm glad I lived it.  I don't think I harmed anyone, I may have done some good, and I helped us learn some intriguing facts.

More later.

DoY 053 2023

 My goodness!  I am 80 going on 81 (less than 3 months away).  I am in a Senior Living Facility, Atria Santa Clarita, and Linda is in a Skilled Nursing Facility.  I have strange thoughts, not that I am dying, but that I may be soon.  "Any morning now, I may wake up dead."  I don't know exactly what that means, "wake up dead".  Maybe I think that because it always makes me smile.

But for the moment, I am not dead.  I write almost every day, poems or stories.  Even some short stories lately.  Hm.  Well, the stories are short.  Does that make them short stories?  I'll have to look that up.

Anyway, My computers get more and more interesting.  I guess that means MacOS and Windows really do improve.

Well, what the hell!  Onward! Go