what it's time for is up to you--
Sunday, watching the rain come and go and trying to discern a pattern, wondering if the fireworks will get rained out tomorrow. Listening sporadically to repeats of the Live 8 concert, catching some of those I missed last night. Wondering if I really shouldn't stop obsessing about the margins in my mobile blog and do some work. Daydreaming about the Blue Ridge Mountains and SUUSI. N
ow on the countdown with no nagging concerns about not having any writings to share with the women who write reunion group. A week respite, no TV, no computer, no telephones, even cells! Ah, momentary bliss. Not for every week, but for a few, it's a community of like minded people, being together, with few expectations. Couldn't the whole US be like that?
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