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Sunday Jan. 4, 2015
 
I slept very late but it didn’t take long to put this morning’s column together because I wrote it in the middle of the night – which explains why I slept so late …
 
 
 
Going to try everything.

Great fun, taking on short restaurant menu. 
 
Daunting, to consume. 
 
Digest, know and understand it all. 
 
Scarier if it was a library …
 
What if everything means everything I want to do?
 
Everything I want to try. 
 
Advanced a little.
 
Not fully digested. 
 
Like tasting forkfuls of that menu. Not all at once.
 
A bite a day.
 
Some days, two bites.
 
Frosty haze, full moon outside my writing room – viewed from here at 3:54AM.
 
Middle of night, middle of dream. 
 
Middle of life.
 
Middle, if you consider middle means broad expanse from thirty to eighty, realizing too much time was squandered so inefficiently, we realize distance on dodgy road ahead is limited only by our mind.
 
Energy, vigour, capacity to accomplish.
 
Legs aren’t strong. Muscles aren’t supple like they were. 
 
Easy to excuse inadequacy to tasks, or feel sad because I didn’t do all those things I could have done when I was younger but too busy doing that which did not matter (though it all seemed important at the time).
 
What now?
 
What I do for the rest of my life is all I have to work with.
 
Only I determine how much that is. 
 
Only you determine it for you.
 
I’ve begun my next chapter. Not of life, but the next new thing.
 
After that, I’ll start the next new thing.
 
And the next.
 
If I create ten new things, I’ll be ten ahead of where I would be if I create nothing.
 
If I create only one, then that too is one more than nothing.
 
Go ahead …
 
Think.
 
Create.
 
Try.
 
Start.
 
I mean, NOW.
 
 
 
 
Mark Kolke
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
 
morning walk:  -25C (wind chill -29C)/-13F, clear and vewwy vewwy cold; Gusta romped but then complained of cold feet so our walk was shorter than usual
 
 
Reader feedback:
 
ONE OF THESE DAYS
Happy New Year Mark. You’re kick starting it with something great …. Your “one of these days” ideas coming to fruition. All the best!, BR, Calgary, AB
 
SELF REPAIR MAN
Happy New Year, to you Mark, SS, Calgary, AB

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