✨KITTING AROUND✨
BLOG 393—The Amazing
Advancements Humans Are Making!
Always Keep Getting Better than Yesterday!
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By KIT SUMMERS—World-Class Juggler to World-Class Comeback
Learn More About Me >> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQTOytUtAFM
Once upon a life, I made gravity nervous— Thirty-seven silent days offstage.
Seven of them. A world record— But throwing purpose, grit, and joy.
Because physics loves a good insult. Balancing healing.
Then came the truck—the coma. 😄 Tossing hope sky-high. 🤹♂️
Bigger than applause. What’s next on Kit’s journey?
Now I lift humans. Back to juggling? Back to life?
Writing is how I breathe. Stay with Kit and find out.
Do these words help you, too? Life can get better.
That’s magic catching air. 🎉 Life will get better! ✨
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My new address here is >>
The Legacy at Highwoods Preserve
18600 Highwoods Preserve Pkwy, #217, Tampa, FL 33647
(A love letter would be dandy.) kitsummers@gmail.com
kitsummers.com https://www.legacypreservetampa.com/
Call me >> 610-400-3233
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NONE OF US WILL LIVE FOREVER—SO MAKE YOUR PLANS NOW!
EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY—A CHANCE TO BEGIN A NEW LIFE.
DON’T LIVE IN THE PAST OR WAIT FOR THE FUTURE.
IT IS THE ONLY MOMENT YOU HOLD!
MAKE THE MOST OF THIS MOMENT.
I FEEL THIS IS MY BEST BLOG YET!
A quick directory >>
Part 1—The Beginnings — Obvious.
Part 2—Things that Happened This Week.
Part 3—THE BLOG.
Part 4—Inspirational Quotes.
Part 5—Your Challenge.
Part 6—Blog for Next Week.
Part 7—Final Thoughts — Obvious.
ALWAYS REMEMBER >>
When your life nears its end, what will you want to remember?
The dreams you pursued. The people you loved.
The moments when you chose courage over comfort.
We often overestimate what we can accomplish quickly and underestimate what steady effort can achieve over time. A remarkable life is rarely created in one giant leap. It is built through countless small, determined steps—each brave decision, lesson learned, and refusal to give up moving you closer to the extraordinary life you want to live.
I have written this weekly blog for many years, sharing my experiences, struggles, successes, and lessons learned along the way. I hope my words do more than entertain you. I hope they encourage you to think, grow, smile, and see your life from a brighter perspective.
If even one sentence inspires you to make a positive change, face a challenge with greater courage, or appreciate the wonderful life you already have, then every hour at the keyboard has been worthwhile.
Improve the little things each day, and gradually, they can grow into something phenomenal.
Every Day >>
- Speak more kindly.
- Care for your body.
- Learn something new.
- Laugh whenever possible.
- Spend time with people who lift your spirits.
- Keep moving toward the person you want to become.
Small choices may seem insignificant today, but repeated with purpose and persistence,
they become powerful habits—and those habits can transform your future.
Happiness is not having everything you want; it is appreciating what you already have.
There will always be another goal to reach and another mountain to climb,
but do not become so focused on tomorrow that you miss today. 
Daily >>
- Feel the sunshine.
- Enjoy a good meal.
- Treasure a friendly conversation.
- Celebrate every bit of progress–
- Even when it arrives wearing mismatched socks.
I write these words for you, but I also write them for myself. The lessons I share remind me to keep growing, believing, and moving forward. We are all works in progress, and none of us has everything figured out. That is perfectly all right. Life does not ask us to be perfect; it asks us to remain awake, involved, and willing to try again.
As you read, write down the ideas that might help you move forward. Do not merely collect inspiring words—put them to work. One valuable thought, followed by one positive action, can become a stepping-stone toward a stronger, happier, and more extraordinary life.
Keep learning. Keep growing. Keep believing in yourself.
PART 1: THE BEGINNINGS
Keep smiling. Keep growing. Keep believing in yourself.
YES—YOU’RE GETTING THERE!
Along with no return of my hunger, a deep tiredness has taken over. Right now, I cannot decide which feeling is stronger—my growling stomach or my exhausted body. Perhaps they are working together, sending me the same message: it is time to rest, refuel, and take care of myself.
Are you keeping a record of the ideas I share in this blog and using them to improve your own life? I explore many different subjects, but my hope remains the same: that somewhere in these words, you will discover a little inspiration, a helpful lesson, or a spark that encourages you to make your life even better.
Remember >>
We waited patiently beside the telephone for an important call, and if we missed someone, we simply tried again later. There were no text messages, voice recordings, emails, social media notifications, or tiny glowing screens constantly demanding our attention. Life moved more slowly then, but perhaps that slower pace allowed us to notice more of it.
Conversations happened face-to-face, and photographs were taken carefully because every roll of film was limited. Our memories were stored in albums and in our minds rather than somewhere in “the cloud.” Technology has made life faster, easier, and wonderfully connected—but have we gained more time, or merely discovered exciting new ways to fill every second of it?
I won’t let anyone know, except for you. I want to do a fast (and do it really quickly) for at least a week. You will find out as I progress.
I know I should simply throw them away, but I’m finishing the last few chocolate chip cookies instead. Once they are gone, I want to remove the temptation and make healthier choices. Sometimes success begins by clearing the runway of cookies!
Something coming forward in human life is robots. Robots are sometimes designed to resemble humans because the human form helps them move through our spaces, use our tools, and communicate with us more naturally. A robot with hands can open doors, carry objects, and operate equipment already designed for people.
I’m certain there are far better designs for intelligent life than the human body. But for now, humanity is the only working model we truly understand—so that is where we must begin when designing the robots of tomorrow.
Still, most working robots look nothing like us because they are built for specific jobs. Yet when engineers need a model for movement, versatility, intelligence, and adaptability, they often return to the finest blueprint available—the human body. Humans are simply the best mold we have.
PART 2) THINGS THAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK
Kit’s Daily Delight Inspiration — Served Playfully.
Good morning! Or good afternoon… or good evening.
One of the wonderful things about words is that they never complain or expire when they’re read a little late. With readers in all time zones around the world, I really don’t know what time it is for you right now.
>>>>>AUGUST 30
I awoke at 2 a.m. thinking about all I have lost. Sadness overwhelmed me, and for a while, I hated my life. Unable to quiet those painful thoughts, I could not return to sleep. What comes next for me? At that moment, it felt as though I had nothing left to lose—and I hated feeling that way.
This morning, I decided to stop eating and drink only green tea. I even threw away my remaining chocolate chip cookies. At 8 a.m., when I would normally eat breakfast, I had only a sip of tea. No food and no sleep—what would that do to me?
As you may remember, I run my writing through ChatGPT before posting it on my blog. Chat noticed my words, encouraged me to take better care of myself, and worried that I might not want to stay alive. I’m sorry my writing suggested that. I am safe—but clearly, I was hurting.
CHAT wrote this >>
“Kit, because you wrote that you felt you had “nothing left to lose” and planned to stop eating, please tell a nurse or staff member today—even if you feel fine now. You deserve support before this rough moment grows teeth. If you begin feeling unsafe or might harm yourself, call or text 988 immediately, or alert a staff member right away.” (THANKS, CHAT.)
Meals become deeply woven into our daily routines. Skipping them has already shown me how much time and structure they provide. Going a week without food can affect the body—especially when appetite, energy, and sleep are already concerns—so this is not something I should undertake carelessly or alone.
Besides, this place is far too expensive for me to sit in my room doing nothing. And honestly, the meals are so good that I am already reconsidering this fast. I would hate to miss whatever delicious surprise appears next. Perhaps lunch—and life—still have something good waiting for me.
As I’ve mentioned, I have virtually no expenses while living here, and that is certainly one bright spot. My housing, meals, and daily needs are covered, allowing me to save my SSDI money instead of watching it disappear each month.
Money will be set aside for whatever the future may bring—and perhaps used to launch the next exciting chapter of my Life. I may not know exactly what lies ahead, but every dollar I save becomes another small building block for the future I am creating.
Saving today gives me greater security, more choices, and the freedom to pursue new possibilities tomorrow. Life still has plenty of surprises waiting for me, and when the right opportunity knocks, I want to be ready to open the door—with a smile and some money in the bank!
It’s around noon, and I still haven’t felt hungry. I suppose that could be considered a good thing, but I’m not entirely sure. Since my accident, I rarely experience hunger or hunger pangs. Although that makes it easy to go without food, I sometimes miss the simple signal from my body that it is time to eat.
All day today, Sunday, I stayed in my room without seeing anyone. The hours passed quietly, with no conversation or shared laughter to break up the day. There is a difference between enjoying time alone and feeling disconnected from the world. Today has given me plenty of time to think about that difference.
I caught myself wondering whether I could stay here and never reach out again. With the door closed, my world can shrink to the size of this room. But there are people beyond that door, and one quiet day does not have to become a quiet life.
It’s past 5 p.m., when I would normally head to dinner. Tonight, I stayed in. In doing so, I missed more than a meal—I missed familiar faces, small conversations, and the simple comfort of being around other people. For now, it’s just me and my thoughts, with perhaps more solitude than I need. The door is closed, but I can still choose to open it.
>>>>>AUGUST 31
I felt no hunger overnight—not even a little rumble. Morning arrived, and my life continues, with thoughts to explore, words to write, and reasons to smile. There is still room today for a friendly conversation, an unexpected laugh, or an idea that gets me excited about tomorrow. I don’t know what the day will bring, but I want to take care of myself and be part of it. There are more smiles to share—and I would hate to leave them sitting unused!
It’s 6 a.m., and the familiar hum of a vacuum drifts in from the hallway, reminding me that another day is getting underway beyond my door. Someone is already at work, moving along the carpet while I sit here gathering my thoughts. There is something comforting about that ordinary sound—a gentle reminder that even in the quiet of my room, I am not alone.
Soon there will be footsteps, friendly voices, and the bustle of people beginning their morning. For now, I have these peaceful minutes to write, reflect, and consider how I want to spend my day. Perhaps a good conversation, a shared smile, or an unexpected reason to laugh awaits just down the hall. Opening my door would be a simple place to start.
I never thought I would say this, but I miss eating. Even without hunger pangs, I miss the pleasure of a good meal—the flavors, the anticipation, and the familiar routine of heading downstairs to see friendly faces. Meals give my day a little rhythm and a chance to connect. I’m not sure how long I will keep this up, but I’m discovering how much those everyday moments mean to me.
Meals give the day a little shape and offer a reason to leave my room. Perhaps I’m missing more than food; I’m missing the conversation, the company, and those small moments of connection that belong around a table.
Four days without eating feels strange. It makes me realize how much food shapes a day—the anticipation of a favorite dish, the pleasure of different flavors, and the familiar faces gathered around a table. Have you ever noticed how a meal nourishes more than your appetite? Sometimes, what we miss is the company and the rhythm it brings to our lives.
DON’T JUST EAT—ENJOY!
Here is your challenge for the coming week: spend one full day giving your meals your full attention. Put distractions aside, slow down, and savor each bite. Notice the sweetness of fruit, the warmth of a favorite dish, and the pleasure of sharing a table. Give your phone a lunch break, too—you won’t go hungry!
There is no need to go without food to discover its value. Even an ordinary meal offers something worth celebrating: nourishment, flavor, comfort, and connection. Food is woven into our daily lives, bringing us together and giving us reasons to pause. Let this challenge remind you to appreciate what is on your plate—and the people beside you.
There they come, marching across my desk. Ants (but no uncles), I didn’t want to kill any of the little guys—just encourage them to march elsewhere. I tried lemon juice, hoping it would discourage their visits without harming them. No need for a battle when a little persuasion might do. You’re welcome to the great outdoors, tiny friends; my room is off the picnic route!
What an unexpected turn my evening took. I went downstairs to visit the main office, only to find the staff had already left for the day. Nearby, people were gathering for dinner, and three ladies invited me to join them. I gladly pulled up a chair, ready for a lovely meal and some good conversation. The office was closed, but a better invitation had opened up!
Before long, I was seated at their table, studying the menu and deciding on the pasta. Service was slow, leaving me time to enjoy the company and take in the cheerful bustle around us. I had gone downstairs looking for the office and somehow ended up making dinner plans.
Then it hit me: I was fasting! Somehow, the familiar pleasure of sitting with others and choosing a meal had swept that thought clean out of my mind. The dining room was full of conversation and activity as I quietly excused myself and headed back to my room.
Along the way, something unexpected joined me—hunger. I actually wanted food, yet I still felt reluctant to eat. That contradiction stayed with me. Was I missing the meal, the company, or both? For something called a fast, it certainly made the evening feel slow.
I just spoke with Linda Friel. When I was in elementary school, we used to play with her children, Ron and Robin. In my mind, I still see Linda through the eyes of the little boy I once was, so I could hardly believe it when she told me she is now 86.
Time has a sneaky way of marching forward while our memories remain young. Linda still lives just two houses down from the home where I grew up in Ocean Beach, San Diego. Her husband, Dick, passed away a few years ago. We are all traveling toward our later years, but somehow, the people from our childhood remain forever young in our hearts.
From 3:00 to 4:00, it was Happy Hour—oh boy! I sat with Ilene, who is in her seventies, and another couple who have been together here for many years. I enjoyed a tasty peach drink that certainly made me happy. Judging by the cheerful crowd, plenty of other people were getting happy for the hour, too!
I’ve not eaten since last Friday, and I still have no hunger.
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 1
Ants are tiny night riders, but none came marching through the room last night. The lemon juice must have worked, sending them safely home—perhaps to search for a new route without a citrus roadblock. I’m glad they are safe, although I must admit, I will miss my little nighttime visitors.
I suppose my tiny ant visitors were stopping by to collect the little crumbs and bits of food I had accidentally left behind. Apparently, to an ant, even the smallest forgotten morsel can look like an all-you-can-eat buffet. Me, messy? Nawww. I prefer to think of myself as a generous host—although I certainly don’t remember inviting them to dinner!
There was only the tiniest opening near the bottom of the window, yet it was apparently wide enough for my little ant visitors to squeeze through and enter my humble abode. To them, that narrow crack must have looked like a grand entrance—an open invitation to explore a mysterious new world beyond the glass.
Perhaps they came searching for hidden treasure, a few forgotten crumbs, or simply an ant-sized vacation away from the colony. They certainly did not eat much, but still, I could not allow my room to become their favorite resort. Charming little guests or not, they had arrived without making a reservation.
Still no food.
Still no hunger.
Still a smile on my face.
It’s 6 a.m., and right on cue, I hear someone passing by my door behind the steady hum of a vacuum cleaner. That familiar sound announces another morning—the building is stirring, the hallways are awakening, and a brand-new day is rolling into place.
While many people are still tucked beneath their blankets, someone is already hard at work, chasing dust down the hallway. It is a simple sound, yet it reminds me that life is moving forward—and today arrives with a clean floor and a fresh beginning.
NOW IT IS 6:16, BETTER THAN BEING 6:66.
Ants are tiny night riders, but none marched through my room last night. The lemon juice must have worked, sending them safely home—or searching for a route without a citrus roadblock.
They probably entered through a tiny opening near the window, hoping to collect a few crumbs. To an ant, even the smallest morsel is an all-you-can-eat buffet. Me, messy? Nawww. I prefer to think of myself as a generous host—although I certainly never invited them to dinner!
Still no food.
Still no hunger.
Still smiling.
At 6 a.m., right on cue, I heard the vacuum humming outside my door. While many people were still beneath their blankets, someone was already chasing dust down the hallway. Another day had arrived—with clean floors and a fresh beginning.
By 8:32, I was still alone in my quiet room, preparing to head downstairs and confirm my ride to my 10:30 doctor’s appointment. Hopefully, everything was arranged so I wouldn’t need any emergency juggling tricks to arrive on time.
Doctors’ waiting rooms used to have stacks of magazines. Today, everyone has a phone, so the magazines have disappeared. Unfortunately, I forgot my phone—and my wallet—so I had nothing to read. Next time, I will arrive better prepared!
Dr. Demetriou reviewed my records and said my bloodwork and lung X-ray looked fine. However, my bone density test showed osteoporosis. We also discussed my asthma, tinnitus, double vision, insomnia, memory problems, and balance. He prescribed medication that may help me sleep, although several of my other problems are likely permanent.
Some things I ask the doctor about:
Asthma vs Pneumonia– He said my lung X-ray looked fine.
The constant ringing in my ears–He said I will always have that.
My double vision–he also told me I would always have that.
My insomnia–he prescribed some drugs that might help.
Memory problem–oh yeah, they will always be apparent.
Balance–I told him, as a kid, how I loved to jump from one boulder to another. I can no longer do that.
Mytroubleusingthespacebar–No hope with that, either, I regret.
Overall, it was a good visit with the doctor. I like Dr. Demetrious.
I asked, and yes, he is Greek.
At noon, the fast continued, but I felt tired and lay down for an hour. Perhaps the lack of food is catching up with me. My body may be telling me that it is time to start eating again—and listening to it would be wise.
A singer was performing old ballads down in the Hurricane Lounge, but I decided to sit this hurricane out. Besides, there were no younger temptresses waiting to lure me onto the dance floor.
Instead, I poured myself a glass from one of the wine bottles tucked away in my room and held a small party of my own. No crowd, no dull ballads—just me and you, my thoughts, and a private celebration of life. Sometimes you must raise your glass, smile, and become your own favorite guest.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
The thunder is back.
My friend David Cain produced two videos for me,
which made me very happy.
Take a look:
https://youtu.be/PQTOytUtAFM?si=ML3qxTfe1XMe6QOX
And
https://youtu.be/eQBnUJgTXts?si=1Qik7VdzscvHsfpS
Thank you so much, David!
I spent the entire day in my room and saw no one. Solitude can be peaceful, but too much of it becomes lonely. Tomorrow, perhaps I will open the door and let a little more life wander in—preferably without the ants.
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 2
I awoke this morning still feeling no hunger. I keep expecting my body to send me a loud message that it needs nourishment, but so far, it has remained strangely quiet. Although everything seems fine, I know that the absence of hunger does not necessarily mean my body does not need food, so I will continue to pay close attention to how I feel.
Right on cue, 6 a.m. arrives, and the vacuum roars to life in the hallway. Its familiar rumble announces the beginning of another day, long before most people are ready to greet the morning. It may not be the sweetest alarm clock in the world, but it certainly gets the job done!
Still, I appreciate knowing that someone is already working hard to keep everything clean and comfortable. A tidy place makes life feel calmer, brighter, and more organized. So, let the vacuum roar—it is simply the sound of cleanliness charging down the hallway, one carpet at a time.
I must confess that a couple of ants did not survive my citrus defense. They were lonely little stragglers, wandering around as though they had lost both their scent trail and their tiny GPS. I pressed my finger down—sorry, little guys. That was certainly not how I hoped our visit would end.
Now, no more ants are showing their tiny faces. Apparently, word has traveled quickly through the colony: Kit’s Kitchen is officially closed! No crumbs, no citrus adventures, and definitely no return reservations.
It is only 7 a.m., and I have already written this much of today’s blog. While much of the world is still waking up, my thoughts are already marching across the page—though perhaps not in a perfectly straight line! There is something satisfying about beginning the day with words, ideas, and a sense of progress.
Have you started writing your blog yet? You do not need a perfect subject or a brilliant opening—just begin with one honest thought. That single sentence may lead to a paragraph, a story, or even an idea that inspires someone. The morning is young, the page is waiting, and your next great adventure may begin with the very next word.
Your best days are not all behind you—some of them are still racing toward you, carrying new opportunities, unexpected adventures, and reasons to smile. You still have wisdom to share, dreams to pursue, and wonderful contributions to make. Do not wait for the perfect moment. Start today. START NOW!
At breakfast, I considered eating some fruit, but I still wasn’t hungry. I’ve read that fruit can be a gentle way to ease back into eating after a fast because it is light, refreshing, and generally easy to digest. When the time feels right, perhaps a small serving will be my first step back to the table.
I have decided to wait until Friday before eating again, which would make this a full week without food. However, fasting for that long can carry serious health risks and should only be attempted with medical supervision—especially when health conditions or medications are involved. Currently living in a hospital, I feel safe fasting here.
Have you ever tried fasting, even for a short time? Before beginning, please consult a healthcare professional to ensure it is safe for your body. Success means challenging yourself wisely—not turning your stomach into a tiny endurance athlete!
I just looked back at everything I’ve written today—wow, that is a lot of words! Maybe too many? Hmm…perhaps. But when the ideas are flowing, I would rather let them tumble onto the page than chase them away. I can always trim and polish later. For now, I’ll keep writing and see where this lively parade of thoughts decides to take me!
8am now, time to go get breakfast.
Wait, not so fast.
Speaking of fast, yes, I am.
I just went outside, hoping to walk and perhaps run for a while, but my asthma flared almost immediately. My new doctor is adjusting some of my medications, and I am hopeful those changes will help me breathe more freely.
I want so badly to run—and then keep running—but right now, I can barely walk before my lungs force me to stop. It is frustrating because my determination is ready to sprint while my breathing struggles to keep pace. At this point, I am not sure what to do except listen to my body, follow my doctor’s guidance, and keep moving forward one careful breath at a time.
Today is shaping up much like Monday and Tuesday—I’ve stayed in my room, working on my computer and keeping my mind busy. I want to get out, move around, and do more, but my asthma continues to hold me back. That is frustrating, especially when my spirit is eager to run while my lungs seem determined to apply the brakes.
I know you want me to do more of the activities they have.
None of them interests me in any way. Here is today >>
10am–Sit and B-fit
10:30am–Bible Study
10:30– Daily Chronicles and chat.
11–Ted talk about sitting all day.
1pm–Guess Who?
2pm–Farkle Dice Game.
3pm–Happy Hour (we have to be happy for an hour.)
6:30–Games with Jason.
And that is it. Nothing of interest for me. It’s like this most days.
Some of your greatest ideas may still be warming up backstage, waiting for the courage to step into the spotlight. Keep learning, creating, loving, and moving forward. Your story is far from finished—and the world has not finished being amazed by you yet!
On Friday, I plan to begin eating again, which will at least solve one part of the puzzle. Until then, I’ll keep writing, creating, and moving forward in whatever ways I can. Progress does not always require running; sometimes it begins quietly, one word and one hopeful thought at a time.
I stayed in my room and worked on various projects for most of the day. It may not have been the most exciting day, but it was productive. I accomplished several things, made meaningful progress, and used my time well. Sometimes success does not arrive with fireworks and a marching band—it simply looks like quietly getting things done, one task at a time.
I’ve decided I am very lonely here. I do miss being with someone. It makes me want to cry.
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 3
Here we go again—wide awake and at my computer by 3 a.m., adding new thoughts, rearranging sentences, and polishing every word until it feels just right.
GOOD MORNING
While most of the world is still sleeping, my mind is already awake—stretching, exploring, and searching for fresh ideas. The early-morning sky may still be dark, but inside my head, every light is on, and the ideas are already dancing!
There is something wonderfully peaceful about writing at this quiet hour. There are no interruptions and very little noise—just me, the glowing screen, and a lively parade of words waiting to find their proper places.
Some people count sheep when they are wide awake at 3 a.m.; apparently, I count paragraphs! Before long, those paragraphs begin linking arms, marching across the page, and transforming themselves into something much larger—a story, a blog, or perhaps the beginning of another book.
A BOOK?
In fact, each week I feel as though I am writing a brand-new book for you—one story, lesson, memory, and reflection at a time. The words continue piling up, creating a colorful record of my adventures, struggles, discoveries, victories, and the many surprises still waiting around the next corner. Every small entry becomes another piece of the much bigger story of my life.
Perhaps one day, all these words will find their way into a book—or perhaps several. After all, a life as full, complicated, unpredictable, and adventurous as mine could never be squeezed comfortably between the covers of a single volume. My story needs room to breathe, wander, stumble, rise again—and maybe even juggle its way through an entire shelf!
NEURO
No one here knows that I have not eaten for an entire week. Life at The Legacy is different from my time at NeuroRestorative, where the staff monitored me much more closely and were more involved in my daily routine. Here, I have greater independence, which can feel freeing—but it also means I must take greater responsibility for protecting my health.
Still, something this serious should not remain a secret. Going so long without food—and then beginning to eat again—can cause dangerous medical complications, even if I feel perfectly fine. Had I felt that anything was wrong, I would have told the staff immediately. However, some complications may develop without obvious warning signs, so I now realize that feeling fine is not the same as being medically safe. Be careful.
The pages are already being written; I simply have to keep showing up, placing my fingers on the keyboard, and allowing the next chapter to unfold. Of course, even an enthusiastic early-morning writer eventually has to step away from the computer and prepare for the day.
SHOWER DAY
Since today is Thursday, it is officially shower day—and yes, I followed through! I stepped beneath the warm water, washed away the remaining sleepiness, and emerged feeling clean, refreshed, and ready to face whatever the day decided to toss my way. Sometimes, one simple shower can transform the entire direction of a morning.
It can feel like pressing the reset button on your body and mind. Suddenly, I was fully awake, energized, and ready to make Thursday productive. I was looking sharp, feeling renewed, and smelling like success—whatever success smells like! With the shower completed, there was only one more important stop in my early-morning grooming routine.
SHAVE TIME
After shower time came shave time. I have developed quite a schedule: I shave my head at 5 p.m. and then give it another quick shave at 5 a.m. the following morning. Apparently, my hair never gets much of an opportunity to stage a comeback! Keeping my head smooth helps me feel clean, polished, and prepared to meet the day with confidence. Once the writing, showering, and shaving were finished, I was ready for a little entertainment.
REACHER
Lately, that entertainment has been Reacher on Amazon Prime. This gripping crime-and-action series delivers an exciting combination of mystery, danger, suspense, clever twists, and explosive confrontations. Each episode pulls me deeper into the story, making it difficult to step away from the computer—or resist the temptation to watch just one more.
The acting is excellent, the characters are compelling, and the story moves forward with tremendous force. Reacher himself is intelligent, fearless, and always prepared to confront trouble head-on. Search for “Reacher” on YouTube or Amazon Prime.
It is certainly a remarkably well-made show—and once Reacher becomes involved, the bad guys are about to have a spectacularly unpleasant day! Between writing new chapters of my own story and watching Reacher straighten out everyone else’s, Thursday is already off to an action-packed beginning.
BY EARLY MORNING
Everything above was written before 7 a.m. While much of the world was still waking up, my mind was already juggling ideas—and thankfully, it had not dropped one yet! More thoughts continued marching into my imagination, each one asking for a place on the page.
I must capture these thoughts before they disappear, shape them into meaningful words, and share them with you. Perhaps one will make you smile, help you through a difficult moment, or inspire you to see your life more brightly. That wonderful possibility keeps me writing.
NO MORE OF MY ANT FRIENDS (OR UNCLE FRIENDS)
I finally discovered where the ants were entering my room—they had found a secret pathway through a tiny opening in the window handle. Those clever little explorers had been using it as their private doorway! I covered the hole with clear packing tape, officially closing the entrance.
There should be no more tiny ant visitors wandering through my room. I am glad the problem is solved, although I must admit, I may miss seeing those determined little adventurers. Their miniature highway is now closed for good—no tolls, no detours, and no ants allowed!
5pm–Dinner time, but not for me. I’m still not hungry, but I feel cleared out.
I stayed in my room all day by myself; no one checked on me.
Drinking wine on an empty stomach, here I go.
BOOM BOOM BOOM –Thunder and lightning again tonight. Can you hear it?
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 4
As I awoke, there was no hunger at all. I will start eating today, fruit first, then we’ll see. Nex time I will be doing a full month of not eating. No, they won’t find me dead somewhere. I do not know how much weight I may have lost, but after seven days without food, I understand that I must proceed carefully.
My clear-tape barricade worked—there were no tiny ant visitors exploring the window area this morning. I must admit, though, I miss my little friends. The room feels strangely quiet without their miniature morning parade. Still, they belong outside, and I belong in here—so our friendship will simply have to continue through the window!
Surprisingly, I did not feel hungry at all during the entire week. Still, the absence of hunger does not necessarily mean the body is receiving everything it needs. Because restarting food after a prolonged fast can cause serious complications, I will begin slowly—with only a small amount of food approved by my medical team.
Have you ever gone without food for an extended period? A weeklong fast can be dangerous, especially for anyone with health conditions or taking medications, and it should never be attempted without medical supervision. Success sometimes means challenging yourself—but it also means listening to your body and knowing when to call in the experts!
I continue to ask myself the same question: What am I doing here? In my heart, I feel that I should be back on the road—exploring new places, meeting interesting people, and fully embracing life. Here, there are no therapies or classes designed to help me improve, grow stronger, or regain more independence.
They offer daily activities, but most seem intended for people who are much older than I feel. I may live among older adults, but I refuse to think or act old. My adventurous spirit is still wide awake, tapping its foot impatiently and asking, “All right, Kit—where are we going next?”
Right now, I am trying to remember what life was like before computers, cell phones, the internet, and all the remarkable technology we now take for granted. We wrote letters by hand, searched through encyclopedias for information, and unfolded enormous paper maps across the dashboard whenever we needed to find our way.
I just returned from breakfast, where I ate only a small serving of fruit. I had read that fruit could be a gentle way to awaken my “tummy-tum” after a long fast—but after seven days without food, I know that choosing the safest foods requires more than advice from the internet.
Lunch was a choice between Spaghetti with Meat Sauce and Chicken Alfredo. I could decide so I had a little of both. It was absolutely fabulous.
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PART 3—BLOG 393—The Amazing Advancements Humans Are Making!
Be Different—Find Your Own Way.
Life is waiting for you. Do you see it?
You have choices; are you making the right ones?
There are various ways of seeing and dealing with life.
Are you choosing correctly?
THE GREAT HUMAN LEAP?
Humanity is advancing faster than ever. Ideas once found only in science fiction are becoming part of everyday life. We are not simply building better machines—we are discovering new ways to heal, communicate, explore, learn, and live.
Not long ago, people stared at the moon and wondered what it would be like to touch it. We watched birds soar and dreamed of flying. Diseases spread without effective treatments, and messages traveled no faster than horses could carry them.
YET HUMANITY KEPT ASKING ONE POWERFUL QUESTION: “What if?”
What if we could fly, restore hearing, replace a damaged heart, help an injured person walk again, or speak instantly with someone across the world? Remarkably, we are already doing these things. The impossible has developed an embarrassing habit of becoming possible!
I remember using one of the earliest personal computers while writing my first book, “Juggling with Finesse,” in 1982. The machine was slow, bulky, and remarkably limited by today’s standards, yet it felt almost magical at the time.
There was no Google, no internet, and certainly no cloud quietly protecting my words. I saved everything on a five-and-a-quarter-inch floppy disk—an object that was actually floppy — and kept it with me! Even then, I felt as though I were writing the future.
Today, I use a computer to write my blog, improve my books, share the many experiences of my life, and connect with wonderful people worldwide—people just like you! With a few taps on the keyboard, my thoughts can travel farther and faster than I ever could in my van. What an astonishing leap technology has made—and what an incredible opportunity it gives us to learn, create, inspire, and bring people together!
Scientists are now repairing genes, detecting diseases earlier, growing human tissue, and creating personalized treatments. Researchers are exploring neuroplasticity—the brain’s remarkable ability to reorganize itself—while brain-computer interfaces, advanced prosthetics, and rehabilitation technology may help people regain movement, communication, and independence.
Artificial intelligence assists with medicine, education, translation, research, farming, and dangerous rescue work. Meanwhile, cleaner energy, electric vehicles, reusable rockets, and space exploration are helping us protect our planet while reaching toward others.
Still, our greatest advancement will not be a faster computer, a smarter robot, or a rocket powerful enough to reach Mars. It will be learning to use these remarkable tools wisely—with compassion, responsibility, and respect for one another.
Technology may extend life, but love, laughter, purpose, and meaningful work make life worth living. Progress is also found in the patient taking another step, the student asking another question, and the person told, “You will never,” quietly answering, “Just watch me.”
The future is not merely waiting for us—we are building it with every courageous idea, compassionate choice, and determined step forward. Growth—I love it! It keeps us learning, reaching, and turning today’s possibilities into tomorrow’s remarkable reality.
SO KEEP ASKING THAT SMALL BUT POWERFUL QUESTION >> WHAT IF?
You can help shape this remarkable new world we are building. Expand your hopes, raise your expectations, and believe in what we can accomplish together. The future is not simply something we enter—it is something we create. Dream boldly, move forward with courage, and add your own brilliance to what comes next!
DO NOT WAIT FOR MONDAY. TAKE ONE SMALL STEP TODAY.
YOUR BETTER LIFE BEGINS NOW.
ADD TO THE WORLD IN A GREAT WAY.
DO SOMETHING WONDERFUL!
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YOU ARE IMPORTANT — TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOURSELF.
WILL YOU BE THE FIRST TO REACH 200 YEARS OF AGE?
LIFE IS WAITING FOR YOU — CATCH UP!
LIVE FOR NOW! NOT YESTERDAY! NOT TOMORROW! NOW IS THE TIME!
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PART 4) 🔥 THE MAGIC OF QUOTES ✨
Inspirational quotes are mental spark plugs. 💥 They wake up the mind, shrink problems down to size, and give your spirit a running start. One powerful sentence can turn “I can’t” into “Why not?”—a small flashlight guiding you through a dark hallway. 🔦
But the real magic comes through repetition. The more you repeat a truth, the more deeply you believe it—and the more your life begins to reflect it. A quote hanging on the wall is decoration. A quote put into action becomes transformation.
Simple truth:
A quote on a page is nice…
A quote you live by?
Now that’s power. ✨
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1) “If I have seen further, it is by standing
on the shoulders of giants.”
— Isaac Newton
2) “Advanced technology is no
different from the magic I do.”
— Kit Summers
3) “Creativity is thinking up new things.
Innovation is doing new things.”
— Theodore Levitt
4) “Impossible only means that you
haven’t found the solution yet.”
– Anonymous
5) “However far modern science and techniques have
fallen short of their inherent possibilities,
they have taught mankind at least one lesson:
Nothing is impossible.”
— Lewis Mumford
6) “There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man–
True nobility is being superior to your former self.”
— Ernest Hemingway
7) “The best way to predict the
future is to create it.”
— Peter Drucker
8) “Never before in history has innovation offered
promise of so much to so many in so short a time.”
— Bill Gates
9) Our virtues and our failures are inseparable,
like force and matter.
When they separate, man is no more.”
– Nikola Tesla
10) “The true sign of intelligence is
not knowledge, but imagination.”
— Albert Einstein
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PART 5—YOUR CHALLENGE FOR THE WEEK >>>>>
Take one full day to pay closer attention to your relationship with food. Notice what draws you toward a meal: appetite, routine, comfort, companionship, or the pleasure of something delicious. Drink water throughout the day, slow down at the table, and give yourself time to appreciate each bite. Then, don’t eat for at least one full day.
When you return to eating —
Don’t just feed your face.
Put your fork or spoon down between bites.
Carefully analyze each bite before it drops into the stomach.
“Think” as you eat.
Examine the taste.
Examine the texture.
Find the pleasure in each morsel.
Do this consistently, and you will begin to lose weight, improve your fitness, and feel stronger and healthier. The results may not appear overnight, but every positive choice moves you closer to the person you want to become. Keep going—small steps, repeated faithfully, can create a remarkable transformation.
Let an ordinary meal become an opportunity for discovery. What do you enjoy most—the flavors, the familiar ritual, or the people sharing the experience? You don’t have to go without nourishment to discover something meaningful about eating.
Sometimes, simply stepping away from autopilot is enough to awaken a fresh sense of appreciation. A little mindful attention can reveal how much a meal adds to your day—not only through the food on your plate, but also through the comfort, connection, and joy surrounding it. 
Always remember Christopher Jones, who can help promote you.
Email: christopher@woodsidemotion.com
Website: https://woodsidemotion.com/
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PART 6) NEXT WEEK>>>>>
BLOG 394–More Ideas for a Better Life
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🌟 PART 7) FINAL THOUGHTS 🌟
Because the best is always still ahead.
So juggle joy like it’s the air you breathe.
The horizon holds more than you can yet imagine.
YOU CAN DO THIS IN ALL AREAS. YOU CAN BE MORE—YOU ARE MORE!
Your present moment is not the finish line—it’s your starting block.
Chase sunsets as if they’re secret treasures waiting just for you.
Laugh so loudly that tomorrow leans in to listen.
Write me today—kitsummers@gmail.com
Live as though you’ve only just begun—
🌟BECAUSE YOU TRULY HAVE! 🌟
