Me, too. But lately I’m just jumbled. I’ve decided to make this an opportunity to read a lot. I think it’s like listening and talking. A lot of the time I find I’m reading only in the spaces of time too small to write; it’s like waiting to talk instead of really listening. But last night I started a piece about why I write-how it provides my clarity-and only got through the title.

I decided then it was time to read for the sake of reading for awhile.

So I’ve been reading you. Quite a lot going on up there, isn’t there?

You have a beautiful mind. ☺

And I almost feel like writing. So maybe my plan failed, or maybe it succeeded.

Who knows?