MY HEAD IS IN THE CLOUDS: FROM HERE TO ETERNITY

My head is in the clouds, always. Oftentimes when I look at clouds, I see images of things familiar. For example, in this cloud KING KONG jumped out at me, maybe from Skull Island?

KING KONG CLOUD

And in this cloud, DAVY CROCKETT, king of the wild frontier just happened to be sauntering by, hunting for bears?

DAVY CROCKETT CLOUD

Every time I watch evening fireworks, I see spiders!

SPIDERWORKS!

Methinks these cloud pictures are classic examples of PROJECTIVE PSYCHOLOGY. Yes! Of course they are! I am projecting my own thoughts (from my own experiences) onto the cloud stimuli! And not-so-strangely, I have been suffering such projective psychology for years and years and years!

But also, dear reader, I suffer the psychology of being delusional, some unreasonable ideas that I hold, I truly believe to be reasonable!

One such delusion is that I am immortal! And because I am immortal, my chronological age of 74 years is nary a factor in my physical health. This morning, for example, just before starting this blog entry, I went for a three-mile run (around Wascana Lake), followed by a one-hour bike ride (through Wascana Centre). During this past week I still managed to hit the weights in my downtown gym (DOWNTOWN FITNESS) at least four times, and I went to my Muay Thai class (kick-boxing) at my martial arts gym (ASCENDENT MARTIAL ARTS) which I do just once per week.

To continue my fitness bluster, anytime in summer, if the temperature hits 30 degrees Celsius or higher, I head to the outdoor pool (WASCANA PARK) and swim individual medley (IM) lengths. Every weekend I gear up in my very thick cold-water wetsuit, complete with mask, snorkel, and fins, and free dive in a gelid Saskatchewan lake.

Because I am immortal, I am still happily and full-time gainfully employed! For 23 years I was employed full-time as a high-school guidance counsellor with the public school system, while also teaching third- and fourth-year Psychology classes as a sessional instructor at our local university, and while doing these two jobs, ran a part-time private practice as a professional hypnotherapist. Factoid: I am still on contract as a full-time as a teacher-counsellor, designing and delivering a program, transitioning young offenders from custody into the community. And my private hypnotherapy practice is still thriving.

Because I am immortal, as I have been these past couple winters, I plan on keeping my winter gig as part-time alpine ski instructor and shall continue to do so as long as my love of skiing lasts, which so far as been a mere 53 years -- I started downhill skiing in the winter of 1972!

Because I am immortal, my plan is to be a part-time caricaturist from here to eternity. Since my youth I have drawn pencil portraits – I sometimes love to reminisce with my old classmates, most of whom were my models! Lately in my adulthood, I have now tossed my pencils and replaced them with Sharpies! Monochrome caricatures, I have decided, are the way to go! 

Here are some examples of what I have in store to amuse myself at least partway throughout my unending existence:

To continue in my delusion of having an everlasting life, I have decided I cannot be milquetoast when it comes to cultivating a sharp sense of opportunity when it comes to becoming a professional caricaturist. THE MANITOU BEACH BUSKER FESTIVAL was my first professional opportunity to show my wares.

“MAY WE FIND JOY IN THE MOMENTS THAT MAKE UP THE INFINITE, 

AND MAY OUR HEADS BE IN THE CLOUDS FOREVER!”

And for my American readers, 

HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY, AMERICA! 

MAY YOUR DAY SHINE AS BRIGHT AS YOUR FIREWORKS!