On The Verge

I have decided to join the rest of the Free World and create a blog. I am already wondering how well I will keep up with this and question my ability (lack of)to really do anything of use with or on the web, but I am going to give it a shot. Maybe this will serve as the catalyst for the purchase of a real digital camera so I can post my travels (that mostly reads kayaking trips)with those of you that care about them enough to hit this blog.

I tend to find myself ON THE VERGE with most that I tackle in life, be it on the verge of doing or not doing. It was once said that I was the soul in the middle of the woods with paths leading to everywhere and I was in constant state of being on the verge of trying all trails. The downside to this is that I don't know that I really can get anywhere being on the verge. Being stuck on the verge is a tasty and bitter spot to be in. I find that as I age I am more often on the verge of pushing myself into uncomfortable spots from which I can grow. Oddly enough, these journeys more often than not start in the cockpit (I just HAD to use the word cock)of my boat. I find my heart in my throat, my mind questioning my wants, and right there...on the verge...of fun, self exploration, disaster, triumph, melt-downs...So, here goes!