If I can get my desk cleared, I think I will be sort of back to normal.
Last week was a blur. I was too overwhelmed with just coping to try to write. But it seems clear now that writing is a way that I use to navigate my way through the phenomena of life. Perhaps like art, it is a way that I take what is happening and attempt to form something that I can hold in my hands, or look at, or listen to.
Eric and Jubilee and I took a walk in the rain this morning. As the sky cleared and the sun came out, a clear and complete rainbow appeared. Something magical about that, even on Christmas morning.
Last week was a blur. I was too overwhelmed with just coping to try to write. But it seems clear now that writing is a way that I use to navigate my way through the phenomena of life. Perhaps like art, it is a way that I take what is happening and attempt to form something that I can hold in my hands, or look at, or listen to.
Eric and Jubilee and I took a walk in the rain this morning. As the sky cleared and the sun came out, a clear and complete rainbow appeared. Something magical about that, even on Christmas morning.
