I ate too many weird things today (i.e. a half a jar of pickles) and my belly is rumbly. I'm not yet ready to go to bed, so I'm surfing around on the net looking for . . . something. It's like when you've got that food craving that you can't quite identify, so you eat little bites of twenty different things, none of them quite right.
I'm pretty sure what I want is a new post on your blog. Alas, it's like Drummies and Fries -- something I want but just can't have anytime I crave it.
Running through my neighborhood, I found an epic hopscotch game—yellow and blue and pink and orange stretching 343 squares into the distance, each with a distinct shape and carefully designated number. As I ran along side it, I thought about the time and care involved in such monumental hopscotch, but mostly I thought about the thrill of that first square, kneeling down and looking out at never-ending sidewalk, wondering and delighting over how far it might go. I ran up to Tucson Boulevard and then turned around to pass by the hopscotch again. Weaving around the chalk lines, I decided that it was time for me to start writing again, to start writing and to mean it. About every six months I grab my Ferris Bueller diary and make a solemn vow to write on a regular basis; I write something that seems stirring and important, and then I forget about it for another six months. It’s never really that stirring or important, but it’s the act, the practice, the moment of kneeling down on the sidewalk that I miss, and maybe even need, in my life.
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Ohh! We should try this!
I ate too many weird things today (i.e. a half a jar of pickles) and my belly is rumbly. I'm not yet ready to go to bed, so I'm surfing around on the net looking for . . . something. It's like when you've got that food craving that you can't quite identify, so you eat little bites of twenty different things, none of them quite right.
I'm pretty sure what I want is a new post on your blog. Alas, it's like Drummies and Fries -- something I want but just can't have anytime I crave it.
Yes, WE HAVE TO TRY IT!!
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