I have a tall bookshelf in my living room, which used to hold my extra video tapes and my CDs. I also had a stash of miscellaneous books and school assignments, from my different attempts at college. A note: none of the papers was written on a word processor or computer. Each of them was hand-written, corrected, and then typed, with a typewriter.
I have enjoyed browsing back through those paper memories — one way in which I stayed upbeat throughout my life was through academics — I am a born student. I read back over some of these essays, and I am impressed with my own work; that which took place when I was 29 and 30, and a student at the seminary. I had, by that time, honed my intellect to its high point. I’m there no longer, but I will be there again — my promise to myself.
So I find myself in need of a plan. My mind has been filled with cobwebs for years, and I want to dust all of those corners. I have kept busy over the years with Sudoku, which I love, but after 4 years in the easy mode, I need to step it up. I am once again considering Adult Ed. classes, and perhaps even teaching a class descriptive writing. There’s a goal for which to aim!
Now, to choose what I want to be when I grow up.