An aging ham ponders life
Reading an article, Confessions of a Born Again Bachelor, and it got me thinking. To my mind, there was a little bit of whining going on, and I'm not sure the author wasn't being a little bit derogatory at times. That said, some resonating points were made, and I still feel the vibrations rattling around... Continue Reading →
I think I have realised something today. An interesting side effect of being someone recovering from depression. It makes you overly sensitive to someone else's. I know I've done it more than once. That is, jump in with unsolicited advice when I get the whiff of a sad emotion, particularly when it rare to see... Continue Reading →
Reflection of a Ham 