My Final Post

This is the very last post I will make on my blog for the year 2015. The year just ending was not bad, not bad at all, but certain aspects of this fragment of time could have been better. I could have made better use of my time. I could have contributed more to the happiness of people who matter to me. I could have accepted the impossibility of some of my wishes and dreams and simply moved on.

The forgoing notwithstanding, I would consider 2015 as close to the best year yet as there’s ever been. Before that, 2014 was probably number one. And before that, 2013. Do you think there’s a pattern there? The older I get, the more I appreciate each year; they really do seem to just get better. Sure, certain elements associated with the passage of time are brutal bastards, indeed. But, all in all, age improves my perspectives on life, or whatever is left of it.

I haven’t decided yet what I will do with this blog during 2016. The requirements I imposed on myself that I must post at least twice every day don’t seem to have improved my writing, nor my outlook. I am who I am.

I have discovered there are folks who don’t like the person behind my face and would like him to be more like them. Well, forgive me for saying it, but fuck that. I am me. I am willing to adjust myself up to a point for people who truly matter to me if I can make their lives better by doing so; others should expect nothing of the sort.

This last post will, I hope, be the last rant I post on this blog. I rant too much for my own good and far too much for anyone else’s. Henceforth, I intend to post more measured, less inflammatory statements than some of the worst I’ve posted here this year and in years past.

For that tiny group of people who read what I write almost every day, please know that your presence here matters deeply to me. You are one of a very small cadre of people who read this; even my wife reads what I write on extremely rare occasion. I don’t know who’s a regular visitor except for the fact that a small number make the occasional comment; I interpret the comments to mean they read more than rarely.

2016 will be different for this blog and for the people who read it. I hope that’s good news.

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"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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4 Responses to My Final Post

  1. Thanks. I’m not concerned about the Internet decency police, but I lately I tend not to drop the F bomb as much as I used to; I guess I’m more attuned to others’ sensibilities than I once was.

  2. Holly Forrest says:

    I for one like the person behind your face. For goodness sake don’t change to be more like me. One of me is about all the world can handle.

    Now that you’ve dropped the F bomb, though, you should probably mark this blog NSFW an unsuitable for children or else the Internet decency police may come and shut you down.

  3. Oh, it was just my final rant for the year, so no worries. And thanks for your generous comments; you are too kind!

  4. Mary Lou says:

    Who wants to change you? I can’t imagine you being anything but one of the most creative, talented, outspoken, driven and wonderful people I have ever met. Don’t ever change. I like you the way you are. Keep writing. Don’t veer off the course.

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