I feel a little sick

Well first off, let me apologize for being six blogs or so behind...it's a tough life mine...making playdough, getting up at 10...you know. But anyway...i have been thinking alot about you this week. I don't think its wrong to take the middle, especially if you don't see tons of net value...in fact it would be counterproductive to live in a fashion that didn't promise any better results, particularly if you reached the best possible outcome and still didn't like the results. As for me, I have the mentality that says there is something, something big that you have to achieve, or you aren't worth much of anything. And you have to do that while juggling all your thoughts and your family and everything else. But I don't know what the hell it is (google or no google) -- and today I saw that associate had died, riding motorcycles for the first time. And I read her obit and I thought that is so very sad to me. Her obit was just a few words, and I wonder if she thought about herself that she would like what they said, or if she would think, I am so much more, or I am not that at all...so what would I want my blog to say.

Alex King

Died on __, __, 20XX. Ms. King is survived by two children, and her loving husband, five grandchildren, her siblings, and her best friend annie. Ms. King was known for her work with children and was instrumental in changing laws effecting most of our nations children. In her earlier years, Ms. King worked tirelessly, while raising two well-behaved, mentally fulfilled, happy children, and she loved her husband in the best way she could -- as he needed to be loved.


Ms. King changed jobs six times in the past sixty years, and each time, she was noted for her excellent work, and contribution to mankind. Despite working so much, she made sure to visit her parents, who after much therapy and schooling, became happier, individuals. Her nieces and nephews, often spent summers with Alex and Andrew and later said that this was some of the happiest time of their lives.

All in all, Ms. King left no stones unturned, she loved well, and she was loved well. She will be missed.