Although I have ingested the hundreds of film clips and thousands of still images from our three months in Asia, I can’t seem to find the time, energy, or inspiration to go through them all right now. Then again, I don’t have an incentive, no carrot, no stick, forcing me to sort them right now anyway. So I’ll just let them rest for a while until the inclination/inspiration returns.
Doing the best I can to keep my chin up and head above the heavy winter clouds. There’s a pretty good chance we might see the sun today. I’m not holding my breath, though.
I usually have no problem generating my own sunshine if I just maintain a healthy level of physical activity. If I don’t, it’ll be hard to avoid the depths of the quagmire I’m currently wading through.
Seriously considering getting back on the wagon for the entire new year. That would be a neat experiment. My 91 days of sobriety this past fall which ended with a tall glass of delicious cold Sapporo draft beer at the Sushi-Go-Round restaurant somewhere in the belly of Tokyo Station, was surprisingly easy to accomplish.
I didn’t miss being intoxicated as much as I yearned to take part in the ritual of drinking.
There is so much I want to do in 2024, including a considerable list of new and old places I want to visit. As of 2023 and including my latest book “New York City“, I have four print-on-demand books for sale on Amazon right now. I think I could manage to produce as many as five or six more next year. We shall see.