written by owen on 2026-Jan-20.

New year. I looked back at some of my previous January entries of the logbook and established that this is not a consistent event. But I must write. I must keep sailing this ship forward. In hindsight it was just last year that we were heading toward Christmas, then it was new years and no we are on the flipside heading towards something else. It starts over or continues in my case. Now in out present course we must circumnavigate the course line towards our goals for this this year. Lets see what we can do. Let see how it turns out.

I have not been trying to wake up early. There is a not time like the present. Not time for reseting. I am not one to say that this year is "my year" because we live in a collective existence. Everything, everywhere, all the time. We have wants and needs. I have a short list of things that I want to do this year - a very short list. One way or the other I will not be distracted with all the things going on in the wider world. Things that I cannot control. God and time. Save me from the things I want.

Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air. But I hate exercise. I find it mind numbing. The activity is easy enough but its like trying to make a horse fly; a horse can jump but is that really flying? We can jump around, wave our hands in the air but we want to be the best. We want it all. Or is this a smalls steps problem? who knows.

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