“Thinking: The talking of the soul with itself.”

Have you ever noticed that when you finally have the time to do the thing(s) that you day-in-and-day-out complain about not having the time to do, that you find it difficult, if not impossible, to actually begin the said task at hand? (I know all you English majors out there are squirming as you read…

The Chicken or the Egg??

My mother is in town.  According to Mapquest she lives two thousand, two hundred and forty four point fifty three miles from me.  We Skype.  We talk on the phone almost daily.  She mails me newspaper articles that she thinks I should read.  But as you can imagine, we don’t see each other every other…