Blues
A month of no blogging.
What a long summer……lots of troughs……..and little pits.
I’ll see Bruce Springsteen on the last day of summer. It’s the very perfect thing.
Facebook has cut into my blogging– I write a little facebook poem every day, and they dissolve…which I partly think is perfect, but I miss having the record, knowing I could look back and see what it is I wanted to pay attention to that day….
I love Facebook Scrabble a little too much. I woke up thinking of a place to play I C Y this morning. I like to wake up thinking about what I’m writing that day. I am writing Scrabble words, and that is all.
I am reading all the other blogs and that is cutting into writing.
I am so happy school has started. Cuts into blogs and Scrabble, but I see the students and watch them writing and it is so so so so good.
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