Our life is our story. Getting older, we’ve seen many years and (hopefully) learned a lot. On the good side, we learn what we like and don’t like. On the other hand, we learn what we like and don’t like. Many times, unfortunately, we give all our attention to what we know we like and avoid the rest. Your story can only be about what you know, so the more you experience, the more aware you are, the richer your story.
Barb Here. Why do great actors make scary movies? For someone who hasn’t been to a real movie theater in years, I tend to keep up with current movies. All we’re watching right now are those that come free with our Prime membership, which is hit or miss, plus bits of various talk and comedy shows on YouTube. This means that I’m aware of the X-Men Franchise, know that Luke Skywalker appeared in the newest Star Wars movie, and know that the actress who played the mom in Ladybird plays Rosie’s sister in the TV Show.
Lynnelle here. History. It wasn’t my favorite class back in the day. Partly because my history classes were more an exercise of memorization than learning about life of another era. Also, I think my “arrogance of youth” prevented me from considering anything other than my generation could possibly have any relevance. Sad.
I may not publish this post. (Because do you really need to read a post about communication between the sexes and pee-proof underwear? Isn’t that one bridge too far?
It’s been a couple of weeks since I’ve written anything – or even sat down at my computer. No particular event or reason. I just didn’t “feel like it”. Part of me feels like I’m deluding myself in thinking anyone even reads the stuff I write here. Another part doesn’t give a shit.