Lo and behold another year gone by

Autumn then Winter then Spring, time flows, seasons come and go and we continue to hope that our luck will turn or some excitement return into our lives. The clock is ticking and we prevaricate as if there would always be time, if not this time !!
So how do we become positive, how do we make things happen when we have fallen into the terrible trap of procrastination. I suppose one could compile a list of "to do" things and pre-book ones time, tomorrow its Belgium sort of thing. That could keep one busy but is it busy I am after. The sights and sounds are always mixed up with events, unplanned, people you come across, tangents to the plan as it were. When younger these couplings were attractive and could lead you anywhere and everywhere, the only ingredient required was stamina. Now that's one thing that is becoming scarce these days. As the years roll by and a quiet cup of tea or an early night in bed is much more attractive. Get the bicycle out and clear the airways, build some muscle on that flab and join in with the more energetic chaps who compensate for their early start with a pint or two at the local before home and tomorrows train into town.
Stimulants are a short cut to another sort of journey but induce a false impression that the journey has a destination when in all honesty, its the end.
Perhaps with Spotify playing my old favourites, transporting me back to when "I could", with a fond recollection of how good it was, is all that ones health and safety can guarantee. 


The tent trailer was washed off in readiness but never moved off the drive. 
The appointment to look at a boat to cruise the inland waterways was shelved by a heavy bout of "what if" thinking and, lo and behold, another year has gone by !!