I know

that I haven’t been writing. I know.

This spring-turning-into-summer moment of the year tends to be a hard time for me. Not sure why. I only know that the ground is somewhat less stable under my feet, and my head is more filled with analysis than usual.

I listen to old Dylan. Spend a lot of time staring at plants in my garden. Drive without the radio on. Try not to distract myself too much from the Thing that’s here for me to experience right now.

And I stop writing.

But maybe if I sit down and write this and then hit the “publish” button, I will have changed something. We’ll see.

2 Responses to “I know”

  1. kerry Says:

    end of de semester blues? (see, I used that word in a sentence.)

    maybe you just miss watching me arrange flowers with that sassy sprite in the googoo hat. so much fun.

  2. Tamara Says:

    You may not be writing, but that doesn’t stop me from compulsively checking every four hours…miss you.

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