Tuesday, January 29, 2008

new piles

I used to be able to sit down and words would fall out upon the keyboard. Not works worthy of Kundera or Wolf but there would be some wit and flow. My wits have still flown with no return in sight. I start projects which never are completed. Even when I clean the office, a new pile of treasure/junk/stuff ends up in the middle of the room. Not my best day.

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