It’s a choice!
I am older and was nervous about blogging again but I am not anymore, because I choose not to be. So voila!
Rereading my old blogs (some over 10 years old) gave me a lift and injected some helium (ha! ha!). Not that I ever needed it in my head, being prone to unsolicited noise emissions and contrary viewpoints.
Remembering times from the early 90’s, I was called “windgat” by some colleagues, I think because I was outspoken. It was meant as an insult but I was quite pleased because it endorsed the fact that I didn’t go with the flow.
Not quite carefree but getting there.
*windgat is an Afrikaans word