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Rated: 13+ · Book · Entertainment · #2199980
Thoughts destined to be washed away by the tides of life.
I've been studying my cover photo for a while now, and it seems to me that it is more than just a photo of what is there that can be seen, more than just three white rocks stacked on a beach. It contains an important question about the future, about what happens long after the photographer has gone. What will happen to our pile of stones when the tide comes in? Will it topple or has the architect built this structure at a safe distance?

I don't know what will happen to these words that I stack here on the sand. They may prove safely distant, or they may be swallowed up by a rush of self-doubt. They may be here for a season. They may lose their balance and be scattered by the shoreline, or be hidden away under shifting sands. Perhaps someday, the tides of life will reclaim them.


Or maybe that's just a bunch of poetic, romantic nonsense. After all, this is just a blog.




April 6, 2021 at 11:54am
April 6, 2021 at 11:54am
#1007874
It's been more than a month since I updated my blog. For a short time, I was blogging daily and feeling very proud of myself. Now, if there is only one email in my Inbox, I won't even look at my email. I know what it will say. Update your blog. Such an optimistic term, though - "update". It implies that interesting and exciting things have been happening and it's time to let everyone in on them. I assure you, that is not the case.

Spring has arrived since I last blogged. It isn't a very impressive spring. It hasn't bowled me over. There has been the usual amount of grey skies, the occasional downpour day and a few windy nights that blow right through the window casings, making spring feel every bit as cold as winter but sound slightly noisier. Snow is cold, but it is very, very quiet.

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I put that line in because I seem to have wandered away for an hour or two. Oh, I remember now. I was on one phone call while a second person was calling me and a third person was texting me, so I went off to wash the dishes. Then I had lunch.

I think I must be done blogging for today.


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