Well said, I can concur with that.

I’ll have to think about whether I was distracted enough that it was a danger. I don’t think so but it’s worth thinking about. I don’t want to get into any situation that requires forgiveness….

You’re right about not all of me being visible on the blog. I mostly keep work out of the picture — in part because a lot of what I’m doing isn’t relevant or appropriate here, and also because the writing and photography here is an escape from the professional world. But some leaks through.

Kim and the dogs are right here as I write. Junior groaning as he stretches for one last time before bed. Lily already passed out. And Kim six feet away reading a book. We’re together yet each doing their own thing.

I’ve never sure if I’m looking for balance or for abandonment of lots of things that aren’t necessary. Both maybe.

Lily is the banana eater — she seeks them out. Junior wouldn’t touch a banana unless ice cream was involved. He’s more a green bean man.

Thanks for your comments — always appreciate your perspective.

Medical traumma we’ve both experienced, and said trauma returns at the most inopportune times to haunt us once again. Methinks we see one side of Steve on the blog, and a similar but not the same side in his photography. What about the side of Steve Williams we don’t experience? The side at your employment or at home, alone or with Kim. methinks too Kim also has her own life, you two do things apart, as it is with many marriages
(and it doesn’t have to be mf, it could be m/m or f/f relationship as well).
That is one reason you have Junior!

Steve needs some hugs from afar,
to let others reassure him he is going to be just fine.
(S), (S), (S), (S); there’s four from me.

We all require a balancing act ofsome sort throughout our existence this time round.
Some of us need only one, some require more than one.

Oh, as to Junior eating the banana; he knew his potassium level was low and he knew the banana would have a different taste. Not to worry, did you get to eat a portion of the banana?

The little voice is a pain sometimes. It’s never entertaining. The camera is a great distraction. Or maybe more of a magnifying glass focusing attention until its red hot…

It’s a deal. Even my dog agrees. She ate my banana the last two days. She’s part chimp I think.

I need to listen to myself more. I have a great capacity to dismiss things like that. Sorry for making you anxious!

Absolutely good to know that a person isn’t alone with uneasy thoughts. Thanks for sharing.

Maybe around Halloween I’ll write something that starts, “It was a dark and dreary night, and I was on the empty road on my Vespa…”