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Still hot. I walked a bit and did some yoga. Now I'm an indoor plant. There may be some thunderstorms this afternoon to flush it out. I'm distracted by our upcoming trip. Meals, logistics, weather, DH physical condition.
Writing. What would be my regret in life? Never writing. Not fulfilling the promise of my youth. My ambition, thwarted at college. How to begin? Maybe it's too late? Just start, I think but how. This blog was an attempt to get my fingers moving. Brain moving. The habit formed. But can I create? Are there stories to be told? I want to BE a writer, not necessarily write and try to be published. Just like I always wanted to be a grandmother but not a parent. Can we just skip the hard part?
I have the day off tomorrow. The weather doesn't look promising, but I still want to go kayaking and have some small adventure outside the domestic realm.
Writing. What would be my regret in life? Never writing. Not fulfilling the promise of my youth. My ambition, thwarted at college. How to begin? Maybe it's too late? Just start, I think but how. This blog was an attempt to get my fingers moving. Brain moving. The habit formed. But can I create? Are there stories to be told? I want to BE a writer, not necessarily write and try to be published. Just like I always wanted to be a grandmother but not a parent. Can we just skip the hard part?
I have the day off tomorrow. The weather doesn't look promising, but I still want to go kayaking and have some small adventure outside the domestic realm.
