On the Road Past 50: My internal zephyr… from fluttery wisps to whirlwind tempests
Can you imagine how motivating it would be if more of our personal ideas and inspirations had that kind of reaction? While I know not all ideas are worthy of an all-in rah-rah friendship reaction. However, imagine if most of them did. […]
Read MoreMy lists are long
My eyes are drooping
My fingers listless
My mind a fog
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I had an issue with my WordPress this weekend. Publishing wasn’t working right. The problem has been solved! I was good – I kept up the writing in draft posts. . . I was frustrated that I couldn’t make it work. Not actually at WordPress. I was upset at my own lack of being able […]
Read MoreSongs I enjoyed included, It Sucks to be Me, What Do You do with a BA in English, and There is Life Outside Your Apartment. […]
Read MoreSaturday Errands to runHouse to cleanLaundry to foldBills to payE-mails to write. . . I think I’ll play with the dog and take a much needed nap instead 303 Days to go.#OTR50
Read MoreI am moving forward through time at a speed of one second per second. I know this to be true because I have lived every second at that speed. And yet, it seems to me that I’ve also jumped […]
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Luna was nervous. She didn’t understand why the humans were moving all the furniture. Why was her favorite seat going outside? Was she supposed to snuggle on the front lawn now? What? Why! […]
Read MoreI’ve been using the WordPress “Discover” feature every few days and have run across several writers prompt pages that use various photos and/or graphics. I decided to try using one of my own images as a writing prompt just for me. She whined and fussed, trying to make herself understood. Life would be so much […]
Read MoreThe Yearling Blossom a single bloom radiant bright green leaves aplentyshouting out to the worldI survived the storms of winterI may have one lonely flowerbut I survivedI survivedI survived 307 Days to go.#OTR50
Read MoreAs I was driving today, I saw a cherry blossom tree that had lost almost all of its flowers. I wrote a poem in my head. Since I was driving I texted it to myself via the car connect system. Siri didn’t quite get it right. I still think I’m missing some thought or word […]
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Randi S. Sumner 