Posted on January 11, 2008 in Routine
If you were to characterize the posture of my mind lately, it is a figure seated at a table, fingers steepled in thought. I’ve been “gone” because I’ve been reading and studying Latin and generally doing what a few detractors in my life called “serious” things. How blessed blogs are because they reveal that those who buzz around don’t comprise the whole of the world out there, like a horde of naysaying demons, that there are thinkers and reflectors. But I hate writing about the nothing, the empty gray skies and the winds that barely riffle a leaf. Too much is symbol right now — I’m hesitant to describe the few incidents that happen in my life.