Okay, so I have no clue what to write at this one moment. All that I know is that ten moments ago, I had something but lost it. And I am confident that right after I log-off, I will have something to say. Here I sit hunched infront of the dim screen on a sunny day waiting for all those past and future thoughts to turn into a now.
Perhaps, this is one of those days that is meant for old fashioned pen and paper. I feel like sitting in a sunny park on this somewhat chilly, but did I mention sunny day. There in the greening park I would cuddle up to a bench for lots of random writing. I could watch moms and nannies with kids in thier cozy covered strollers roll by as they talk to thier friends on cell phones with three scrunched juice boxes of various bright colors atop their well organized dash for cheerious, mom's latest organic craze snack, and a box of boring wipes for the past ten times a spill happened which left the little juice stain on kiddy's new plaid butterfly jumper. But, here I sit in the art gallery waiting for a thought that might point to my future or tell me what to do today. Maybe I should just hear what the pastor said about Lot and his homies, "Don't look back". Hmmm... But that would mean for me to get up here and go explore outside without recording my weakly immortalzed thoughts that never seemed to happen as I hoped.
I am off and I don't know where I am going but it's time to start something.
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