Reflectivesurfaces's Blog

That might be a tad too unrealistic…to related Sherlock’s famous phrase to anything that I might be doing in my world.  But because my feet are so large, I am sure that it will figure prominently in any reports that  I might make in the future.  They could be rooting me to the ground, causing an incident either by inability to be in the right place or the right time, or could be helping me run away from my problems.  Or I bought a really nice pair of shoes that don’t have a rubber sole.  But there is a game on the go.  A challenge from a very old friend.  Well, not really old, but definitely in the grouping.  Whoops, now the foot is in my mouth.

The challenge is to not quit on the whole blogging idea.  Which shows how very well she knows me.  I am like a skydiver.  I start with great confidence and verve.  But as the ground starts rushing up on me, the confidence starts to get shaky.  When I pull the proverbial rip cord, I am already pretty sure at that point that I have made a bad choice.   Writing is a bit like that for me.  Free falling, followed by a brief panic and then an early pull of the parachute.  Apparently, my friend has over the last twenty years, noticed a pattern.  Thus the challenge.

Every week, there should be a new post here.  Every single week.  In a row.  Already, I am feeling around for the handle.  But the best part is the free-fall stage.  It is the time when you look around and see the world around you.  And feel the rush.  The roar in the ears.  Look around and just enjoy the experience.  So that is what I am planning to do.

And hope like hell that I land on my big old feet.