Tag: real life

I fasted Wednesday evening.

We enjoyed a dinner of baked chicken thighs with Cajun beans and rice.

My fast was staying off the internet and the computer. There was no compelling need, little desire, to check email, facebook, chat, news and commentary, weather. So after dinner I stayed on the couch with Faye (and Fitzi). We talked and later I read a couple chapters of Fate is the Hunter, a book rich with meaning. Before going to bed I gave thanks for my many real blessings. It was a very good evening.

It’s good to step away from the realm of bits, bytes, online friends, instant searches; and  live in the real world of my sweetie and my dogs, a real book, a warm house.

So don’t be distressed if there is no post next Wednesday, or the one after that, or . . .