You think life is hard? Try running a marathon!
You think running a marathon is hard? Try life!
And the travel continues ... this time both in a symbolic and a literal way. There's finally many changes ahead. Oh, not that I chose them voluntarily, but now that they are becoming a fact in my life, it is good the way it is. I think. Maybe. Whatever.
One of the effects is that I will probably be writing more. Not that it'll be all fit for posting, but I recently stumbled across a writers'/ writing group. And one of the things they are advising aspiring - ahem - writers and writeresses is to write something - anything - everyday. Great idea really for overcoming writers blocks. Not that I think I'll really keep it up, but I'll try at least for a while.
And it's still true that while I'm away and wondering (initially, I actually meant "wandering" - I never even noticed that Freudian lapse!) through the real world, I am thinking of you (Yes, YOU). And the state of things. And why and what it's all about.
In any case, you know you're always welcome to drop by, have a look, leave me a note, or spray the walls with some graffiti. As long as it's half-way decent, mature, irreverent, intelligent, silly, or all of the above.
Here we are, at the edge of our nest, both. You: The free spirit. Flapping your wings with eager impatience. Curious, expectant, full of anticipation towards the unknown ahead. You'd rather fly today than tomorrow. In fact, you'd rather... more
