25Sep15 Joba beginnings

My birthday was yesterday. I'm now sixty years old. The very though was devastating yesterday. I literally felt like I would die that day. It was a day of reflection on all I'd failed to accomplish. I hated myself even more than usual. (Smile)

Such a drama queen.

Was fine today. Same ol same.

Put a halt to Hang for now. After a long talk with my friend Jason I knew I had to start working on the one novel I wanted to complete before I die. The Joba thing is it though I'll change his name.

I want to tackle all the questions I ask but never get answers to. Want to do something of substance.

Once I finish it I can indulge in writing for profit. Moods ok. Life is just life. No one gets out alive. :)