I just deactivated my Twitter account. Daily tweets coming in and going out won't be missed because I don't actively receive or give. The 19 people who follow me? What the heck?? I don't have anything important to say. But thanks, anyway.
Several people, bless your hearts, have encouraged me to write a blog. What the heck?? I am not funny, or witty, or great at anything I could share. I am just me, and not very good at that either most of the time.
I could write about politics, but I gave up politics several years ago. Too much stress, too much hate, too much pontificating.
You know what I want to write about? Mayberry. Yes, THAT Mayberry. Where people sat on their front porches and shelled peas, and talked life. Where good-hearted people looked after good-hearted people, and the drama was in how to avoid hurting someone's feelings. That is where I want to live, and what I want to write about. To prove that it exists. That it wasn't just a TV show. Simple times and good-hearted people sitting on their porches, shelling peas.
I wonder if this isn't what we all yearn for. A simpler time and a happier place.
Uh oh. Weather alert on my smart phone. Hail storm on the way.
Simpler times will have to wait.
