Wednesday, November 22, 2006
The Old Man Gives Me Inspiration
6 am and 75 degrees.
Airborne and I have been partners a long time. He's 25 and does not act his age. He is my model. I strive to be like him. He does not let age dictate who he is or what he does. Even thought he's a horse. It makes no difference.
That is how I want to be.
So when I think about what I should do - I think of him.
Help sail a boat across an Ocean?
Not a problem.
Start training another baby horse?
Go for it!
Go back to school for a doctorate?
Yeah, why not.
Write novels for a living?
My decision was not so flippant as that, because I have always written. I even had short pieces published in magazines.
But finishing a novel...ahh there's the rub. Finishing.
I turned fifty and my life began again.
All that time before was merely practice.
So now I am doing what I want to do - just like Airborne.
Bucking someone's butt off just for the hell of it...
Now that's living!