Scorching the World

I've been thinking for quite some time about this. I think it reveals a bit how my mind works - good or bad, but here it is. So you know those non-words that the computer makes you type to verify that you are a person and not a hacker? I'm not sure how that keeps hackers out, cause it seems to me that a hacker could type the word as well as I do, but that's another thread. I've always thought it would be interesting to create a new language out of those words. So for the past many months, I've been collecting them. Here are my thoughts in that language. When I was recoa one day, arante along the bionejes very inessmet. It made me feel gonsom and rather ststion, but I dempresc until threqai. How very lamito! Womon can breidstr and bledu! Joy and moofless! There you go. Hope you enjoyed the new language.

I was playing with Kaden and he bonked me with his head. It hit my cheekbone and really hurt, so I said OW pretty loud and so he laughed and bonked me again. That one hurt, too, so I put him down. How I have a shiner.

Now there's a cheery title. I'm afraid I'm to the age where people my age are dying. That's really not supposed to happen! I mean its not like I'm really OLD. I'm just getting there. This week I went to a funeral for a woman who was 4 years younger than I. They said she was "sweet". I wonder what one would I can be summed up in. Anyway, 6 weeks ago she felt a little tired. The next week she couldn't really breathe very well and they thought it might be asthma or something. Finally she went to the doctor, and he thought it might be asthma, too. Later when it was harder to breathe, she went back again and they decided to check more closely and found lung cancer and she died. 5 weeks from discovery she died. Do I have my life planned out more than 5 weeks from now? I can't say I really plan to be dead by then. I'm working on learning how to play the organ. I won't be done in 5 weeks. I didn't actually know her. Her husband was my boyfr...