Last night, as I was enjoying a meal at a wedding we'd been invited to, I was thinking about various things, and realized that it has been a week since I last posted.
Where does the time go?
This is a rhetorical question.
Time goes at the same pace every second, but history goes quicker.
If you've ever taken a very strong drug, or felt yourself falling into a faint, you will know what I feel like about this past week.
A kaleidoscope of images pass through my mind so quickly, I can't focus on any one of them before another takes its place.

-Finding and faxing information for my son's continued education-
- Volunteering-
-Visiting-
-Feeling spoiled that I have the opportunities I have to enjoy-
- Helping with assignments-
- Getting my own work projects further along the way-
----------------Test drives ----------
-Lunch with my husband-
- Texting my sister about the crazy things that happen in the day-
-Checking out education options-
--Chasing sheep------------
- Chatting with family members -
-Laundry, cleaning house, opening up spring boxes and closing them again...too cold still-
-Shopping (unsuccessfully) for clothes----

I suppose I could have blogged about any one of these things. But every time I opened up the blogger dashboard, I just felt blank. In a faint. The amount of time it would take to compose my thoughts to write was too overwhelming. After a while, I'd get up and move away from the computer, hoping that inspiration would come easier next time.

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c said…
Brain numb..
Inspiration won't come..
Bad ink..
Bad pen..
That's all...
Amen!!
April 10, 2011 at 8:15 PM
Joy said…
Well, I don't know, but this was pretty good for "no inspiration"! Sounds to me like your life is VERY full and busy and fulfilling. Keep writing!
April 16, 2011 at 6:25 AM
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