I've thought so much about this concept and blogging. It's such a public form of making mistakes and living with the creation. I want so much to collect and sleep and dream on my ideas and yet, I'm constrained in a very surreal manner somehow. Oddly enough, I think it's good for me. Not entirely sure, though.
ps. I took a photo for you today in conversation with your postcard.
"For why do our thoughts turn to some gesture of a hand, the fall of a sleeve, some corner of a room on a particular anonymous afternoon, even when we are asleep, and even when we are so old that our thoughts have abandoned other business? What are all these fragments for, if not to be knit up finally?" from Housekeeping by Marilynne Robinson
2 comments:
This is all so very you and I love it. Thank you for sharing blogspots with me...!
Much love to you (I'll sign this as Spirit of Paca, too)
I've thought so much about this concept and blogging. It's such a public form of making mistakes and living with the creation. I want so much to collect and sleep and dream on my ideas and yet, I'm constrained in a very surreal manner somehow. Oddly enough, I think it's good for me. Not entirely sure, though.
ps. I took a photo for you today in conversation with your postcard.
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