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