I'm waiting for my brain (Brian) to return. He left together with my oomph some time ago. Meanwhile I'm dozing – not looking half as cute as my darling.
I think this is a Brianless time for all of us. I cannot think of anything interesting to write to my friends or on my blog and I hear the same from others. Perhaps we will come back to life as the autumn approaches!
Embrace change even if you want to run from it. Ralph Shrader
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It is easier to say what and who I'm not. — I'm not my profession — I'm not my salay — I'm not my age — I'm not my illness — I'm not my civil status So who am I? — a person just the right size and age — an untidy pedant — a conservative radical And what do I do? — weave — read — listen to music, classical preferably baroque
I think this is a Brianless time for all of us. I cannot think of anything interesting to write to my friends or on my blog and I hear the same from others. Perhaps we will come back to life as the autumn approaches!
SvaraRaderaI hope you are right! I miss being able to understand what I read and saying things that make sense.
SvaraRaderaMargaretha