Riding in a plane

Traveling by air is fun and exciting. It has nothing to do with the fact that airports are strict secure areas. It has nothing to do with overcrowded plains. It has nothing to do with rude people who may be flying with you. It has nothing to do with the amount of money it costs to buy a ticket. It is not the fact that there is a price tag, a high one, on everything associated with air travel. It is not because of the risk of disease that comes from being in a small place with so many who may carry who knows what. It doesn't really come from the voices of children who neglected to prepare themselves and their little ones for an enjoyable flight. It isn't the 400 pounder in the seats next to you. Nor does it stem from the cramped space in which you find yourself sharing with the seatback in front of you. No none of these simple pleasures are the key ingredient that contribute to the fun and excitment of modern air travel.

Anytime you can travel at over 500 mile per hour 30,000+ feet above the face of the earth, that my friend is a good time. I don't care who you are or what you do, that's a blast.

Life-long learning

Having dyslexia allows you to see things differently than most people. Reading has always been, and will continue to be, a challenge for me. Maybe it makes me work harder at things if I want to be really good at them. This is a contributing factor to me being a life-long learner. It is work but well worth it.

Any amount of time spent thinking, writing, reading, observing, meditating, or daydreaming constitutes work. Seriously, if you use your brain it expends energy from your supply of resources. But the dominant thinking on the matter does not allow for these activities to fall in the category of work. This is frustrating to those of us who, while having a strong work ethic, do not have supervisors at our job who would allow for this to be called work. 

Exploring the vast expanse of art, music, culture, theology, philosophy, science is frankly exhausting. It takes far more energy than most people will admit. Ask the person sitting next to you what they think about any of these topics. Can you give me your thoughts about the Baroque. You'll get a blank stare or an eye roll. that poor soul may not even know what you're talking about. What a trip! I can remember first hearing about the Baroque. I was truly fascinated by the ideas that formed it's foundations. How the masters were considered by their audience. The beauty of the expressions. I wanted to fill my ears and eyes with it's product. To me, there was nothing that could match the shear loveliness of what I heard. 

If that isn't rambling, I don't know what is.

It's my first time!

First time blogger. Long time writer. So, be gentle with me.

Writing in this format maybe refreshing and liberating. Divers ramblings of variant topics from an imagination of Disneyesque proportions; it should be fun.

Later.