If you'd asked me what I've been doing lately, I wouldn't have a clue. I've been living today for today, yesterday for yesterday and tomorrow for tomorrow, and so far it seems to have worked okay.
I have words, if harboured. Time I normally spend writing have been taken up with reading. I have many untended gardens, overgrowing with weeds; projects to be finished or made better. Promises to be kept, piano drills to be tamed.
There has been a little too much cricket on TV. And it takes time and love to be a friend.
Posted by sniffles at January 21, 2002 09:06 PM