A new year, 2017. A new month, January. Another new day, Wednesday, the 4th. Maybe this year I won't accidentally write 1979.
This is my first entry into this new and somewhat improved blog. I've tried this many times in my life, diaries, some with keys that lock them and keep them private from prying eyes of a brother. I've tried journals, especially after my mom-in-law died. I've even had my psychiatrist tell me he wanted me to keep a journal because I suffer from PTSD. In truth, I don't have that particular psychiatrist anymore. As is the typical case, they keep abandoning me. No wonder I have such abandonment issues. I'll have to research that term and see if there is an anagram for it, like PTSD.
Unfortunately, I have to go now. Unlike most bloggers, I don't have time to sit at the computer and type.
Until next time...
