Naw
I was going to wax eloquent electronically but would rather pick up my hand-written, red cloth journal and see what was on my mind last month.
Really there is so little time for life and reflection lately. Time to dance and talk, drive, get the educating job done. Exhausting uphill part of the year at school and I'm getting the count-the-days-to-my-next-vacation syndrome.
Mom and I will drive up to Ashland and re-enter the fifties and enjoy the idiosyncrasies of my commie sister and the rock garden society.
Meanwhile, get the dolmas out of the hot water.
Really there is so little time for life and reflection lately. Time to dance and talk, drive, get the educating job done. Exhausting uphill part of the year at school and I'm getting the count-the-days-to-my-next-vacation syndrome.
Mom and I will drive up to Ashland and re-enter the fifties and enjoy the idiosyncrasies of my commie sister and the rock garden society.
Meanwhile, get the dolmas out of the hot water.