Once upon a dreary Thursday…before I pondered eating or thirsting…or stealing Poe’s poetry to write My Thots, I received some other thoughts that fired me up and turned what might have been a rather dull day into a wonderful bright one.
A creative mind is amazingly prone to little black outs. Places where what is used to write entertaining bits of flotsam is totally disconnected from its owner’s life, leaving a sort of black hole. I suppose that is not news, nor is it unusual, but it is always a wonderful moment when I catch myself before slipping into one of those holes.
Today is one of those days!
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