Dare I take another day at home? Another day with the comfort of a new book, penning a few words in my Moleskin, tapping out a few more on my laptop? Dare I resist the pull to return to society for one more day? I have things to do, and a timeline in which to
To play a wrong note is insignificant; to play without passion is inexcusable. Ludwig van Beethoven ”I took piano lessons up to grade nine. When I was fifteen I finally talked my mother into letting me quit. I regretted it ever since,” she says over lunch. You’re not like me, I think. # # #
I’m standing in line at Starbucks on Canada Day, along with many others seeking a cup of comfort on an oddly wet and cool afternoon, looking at the display of cups, and French presses, and other paraphernalia. I spot a nicely shaped ceramic mug and lean in for a closer look. It’s called an Ember
. . . to think always kindly and highly of others, this is great and perfect wisdom. Thomas Kempis, The Imitation of Christ The storm passes and, for now, there is a little bit of sun in my eyes. It’s way too cool for June. My weather app shows a significant warming trend once we
It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see. Henry David Thoreau I wake early, grateful, and think I will have an abundance of time to wrangle words. I head to my journal and work through some things then find myself on an online rabbit trail to nowhere. I read the thoughts