For the past few weeks I've spent much less time at the computer.
My attention span was shredded, and it scared me.
But it's coming back.
I'm reading the hard copy of the newspaper again instead of skimming online.
I feel like I can breathe again.
There is so much that I don't need to know.
Last weekend I didn't go on the computer at all,
and the only thing I missed was reading your blogs.
Tomorrow I am heading off for a long weekend, with no computer,
somewhere with an ocean.
Of What Surrounds Me
Whatever it is I am saying, I always
need a leaf or a flower, if not an
entire field. As for sky, I am so wildly
in love with each day's inventions, cool blue
or cat gray or full
of the ship of clouds, I simply can't
say whatever it is I am saying without
at least one skyful. That leaves water, a
creek or a well, river or ocean, it has to be
there. For the heart to be there. For the pen
to be poised. For the idea to come.
See you in a few days...