Something interesting happened to me on the way to work this morning. I thought of a good idea for a blog post. I intended to jot down a reminder to myself when I got to work but I forgot. This evening when I sat down to write my blog, I couldn’t remember my idea. That is the very epitome of frustration.
I thought perhaps if I wrote about the event, it would jog my memory. So far, that hasn’t worked. I think that by the time I do any necessary errands after work, pick up dinner, and come home, I’ve run out of stamina to do anything else. My mind is a total blank.
I spent a little bit of time reading Wikipedia. I have occasionally found that I am inspired to write something by reading arbitrary articles that I find interesting there. That works better when I’m not at the end of a hard day. I’d actually prefer to write my blog post first thing in the morning. The problem is, I don’t have time to do that before I go to work.
I have started giving some serious thought to looking for another job and retiring from my current job. I have considered trying to write for a living. I’m not confident in my ability to do that yet. Jumping in the deep end on faith is a young man’s game. I may not consider myself that old but I’m definitely not a young man any longer.
I am interested in writing about the history of computers, the history of computer science, and the history of computer languages. As I browse Wikipedia and search the internet with Google, I discover there is a lot of studying to be done before I know enough about it to tell a coherent story. And after all, the most important part of history is story.
Sweet dreams, don’t forget to tell the ones you love that you love them, and most important of all, be kind.