The slow-but-tiny warmup continues as it's 8° above, this morning. At least it is, here on the hillside. Down below, it's 4°, but even that's warmer than before.
I have a question for you, friends: have any of you found that, as you move into middle age (for those of you who are, or who have) that your interests have changed? Hobbies that once occupied me constantly no longer seem important. I find that I don't want to write much. I haven't played my guitar - a hobby begun in 1969, and later a vocation - in months. All I want to do is sit and read, lately.
Maybe it's just a phase. :)
Still, I'd like to hear from others who are roughly my age about whether they've experienced anything similar. And if so, whether it was a permanent change, or just a passing thing.