Monday, April 23, 2001 * beginning again... So many times to start over. Life sometimes seems to be a series of stops and starts. Each time we think, this time I will get it right. This is my hope here. This time my journal won't be lost in an upgrade or dropped when the site goes away. This time I will learn to back up my files and create the type of site I want. This time... As in the picture above, this is my life - and my desk most of the time. It's me bleary eyed from being on the computer too long. My eyes get so tired and my head hurts. It almost makes me dream of the old days with just my pen and journal book. But as they say, you really can't go back. Well, you can - but are you sure that you would want to? Take a good look at the desk; the papers, the coffee cups, even the cat... this is definitely my desk... and I love it. It's my mess. When the writing is good, there's no time to be neat. Now - when not writing - and say, guests are coming, that's a different story. But to me a clean neat desk means nothing is being accomplished. I know this isn't true for everyone, but it's certainly true here. And there are usually a couple of coffee cups around, in various stages of drink (some old and cold, some fresh and hot), maybe a few empty yogart containers, lots of photos, and an asundry of cats... cats snoozing on the scanner, cats playing with the pens (love to knock every pen to the floor), and cats sleeping cozily among the books (there are only 3, it just seems like more). And of course there are my birds (though only 2 at the moment). This is the reason I took to the animated parrot on this page. Isn't he cute? |
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