We are officially on to our 3 month countdown. Much will start moving too quickly. One has to be my correspondence course. Yes, fool that I am, I thought I could fit it in. I have to fit it in.
The ideas that have sprung are marvelous,but I have procrastinated almost to the point of extinction. A story is coming, trying to be born, but it falters and I procrastinate more, not able to articulate the pains of its birth, wrapped in my experiences here. Ah, the silent birth continues.
