Thoughts That Spring
I was diving into a little history this evening. Not the history you'd find in a book but the history of my own memory. I was writing down some experiences from my memory and trying to make sense of them all. I just started writing away and found that my mind wandered year to year and memory to memory without much coherence. It was great. But, one thing I did not expect: large, blank holes in my memory. There are times I can't think of what I was doing, where I was going, or how I was feeling. Very strange. I think I will get back to it and then off to bed.
It was a wet day today and it was a bit cold. Not sure if I am happy about this change in the weather but I will manage. Better than it being overly hot like it was this summer. Of course, ask me the same question when it gets cold and I will wish it were hot again.
I could really use a tea.






