I have a list, taped to the wall next to my desk. I suppose I should blog, instead of doing any of the things on my list. Because all of those things represent someway I can climb out of this life I live in, this plane of existence I have grown weary of, that I have trampled with my footprints, that I have exhausted, that I have outgrown, staring out the window at the rain, staring out the window at the rain is all I have done, and still I have outgrown it. There are places to go! But at the end of the day, still, this blog is all I have. At the end of the day, this blog is what is familiar. At the end of the day, this is all I have to show for myself. And I am faithful to it. And I don’t want to lose any readers. So I write this blog, first, before anything else today.

4 thoughts on “list

  1. I know advice is not what you are after (especially from unknowns like me)-so forgive me- and I love your blog so shouldn’t say any different, but whatever it is that is on that list that is drawing you in and commanding your time and thoughts and dreams, it is probably doing so for a reason.

    It is funny how we come to care for the fate of a stranger that will never become anything else to us, but whenever I see another post from you I am reminded of your applications and ideas and hope you succeed and they take you somewhere new, that isn’t just new, but good new.

    I look forward to that post when it comes (and it will)…

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