"Cheryl at Rest"

Time and Space

I consider "time" a human invention or construct. At the moment, I can think of no other manmade mechanism that can so control the workings of our lives. I have always preferred the calendar, the seasons, the phases of the moon... which are far more akin to my bodily rythmns... It seems like it has been a long "time" since I wrote early yesterday morning...and with this marking of time I am indeed more aware of the activities that have occured since. At my age(103 allowed me to be born in my proper year-the ox), a month or a year can sometimes feel like a gratifying eternity, yet in the same breath-a wink of an eye!!.... I love the passing of time now.... since I am no longer a drunken or drugged animal.... time is my friend.... for I probably won't die today..... but frankly, the best part is.....if I did...I'm okay with that toooooo.......

Built blue collar.... 

Test Drive

In an effort to continue to multitask along various fronts...this venue of expression seems pretty palatable. Given my limited exposure to HTML(ect>) and even typing and word processing, and my desire to start/keep a journal--or as 'Sources of Creativity' calls them- "artist pages", this may be a perfect marriage.....If these putterings result in a speedier formatting(?) of me.com....well then all the better.
I must spend the time and effort to learn the basics of web design and the tools available, even though I feel-as I always have- that "easel time"-drawing or painting, will always be the most important use of any waking hour....