did anybody notice? i skipped an entire day. though i feel pretty awful about not popping in on the twenty-second, i have a really good excuse. really bad scary weather on tuesday night found us grabbing our laptops, fat dog, sneaky cat, etc. and barreling down to the basement…several rousing rounds of ping pong, a …
so here goes. i am beyond out of words, and feel rotten about it. no matter what i do: push on my temples, don ‘writerly’ outfits, play inspiring classical music, hold a well-worn book in my hands, i have not felt one iota teeny tiny spark of inspiration to blather on about. it’s not like …
i seriously just came up with a brilliant idea…and of course, i have to laugh at how obvious this is, where most of my people may have already seen it coming. i want to be a travel writer when i grow up. now, several factors come in to play here. first of all, i have …
what to do with that lingering pull towards adventure? can you love more than one idea or one life at the same time? is that grass always greener? or is it that now i’m peering through the lens towards a shorter stint here in this incarnation that has this nugget of wanderlust, spent decades simmering …
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