The start of the school year, and I have literally spent every free moment working on what is ostensibly pretty cool stuff, methinks…but it is work in every sense of the word, so I do miss those long summer mornings when could literally write to my heart and heads content. I miss the slow and deliberate coaxing of a thought onto the page. I miss letting the words settle like pollen on a still day.
But here now in this space between getting home and getting ready I have found five minutes to remember and remind, for I need to be reminded of what was for there ever to be a will be.
So it goes…
