Well, at least I think I am. Let's see now. I am a type-2 diabetic, I'm going bald, I'm overweight, and I need to have a hip replaced. Oh yeah, I have high blood pressure, but that's probably got more to do with being heavy and not doing as much exercise as I used to. I was always very active, even though I've been chunky for the last twenty years. Then I started driving HGVs. I'd always wanted to be a trucker, but my body had other ideas after three years.
There’s no master plan here, no content strategy, no hustle, no five-step path to enlightenment. Just thoughts, lived experience, and the occasional well-aimed rant.
I’m 56. Stuff hurts. Sleep’s overrated. And life’s not quite what it used to be, but I’m still standing (or at least leaning heavily on one side).
I called this blog Not Dead Yet because, well… I’m not. And while I’m still around, I’ve got a few things to say. Some of it might be worth reading. Some of it probably won’t. That’s the charm.
If you’ve found your way here, thanks. Stick around if you like words that mean something and don’t mind a bit of bite.
More soon. Or not. Depends on how the hip feels.