I'm not sure why I'm starting this, but I think that I need a place to write some random thoughts. I'm intrigued too by anonymity. I've done a fair amount of blogging in the past, always using my real name, and I want to see how it feels to write as an unknown.
The title of this blog came to me because I think a lot now about aging. I'm 67 (68 in three months) and in very good health, but I have a 99 year old mother who has not been in serious touch with present time in a couple of years. Not surprisingly, I'm haunted by the idea of losing my own grasp on the present, although I seem to be losing the past more effectively. But the "blues" in the title does not mean that this is going to be an interminable sob about getting old. There are all kinds of blues.
So we'll see what happens here.
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