Ladies and gentlemen, I could not let the first day of March go unwritten. My creative output here was at an all-time low in February, and that bothers me quite a lot. The last post? That, dear readers, was my 1,000th piece on Irish Gumbo. I found that amazing and deflating. Hard to believe I've been doing it this long, but I feel like it could have been better.
Gah. What do I know.
Be that as it may, I've had many things laying claim to my time. I have been diffused, as it were. Stuff and Things to be dealt with, questions to be answered, souls to be searched. There are some questions of Art to confront, and I informally owe some information to some folks who have been kind and supportive of me on my angsty investigations of this here life of mine.
It's March. I didn't want the first day to pass without note. Hopefully, the promise of the coming Spring will catalyze my back-burnered ambitions, and I will fill these electronic pages with more of substance. And before I forget...thank you for reading.
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ReplyDeleteits been a pleasure senor gumbo, a pleasure
ReplyDelete::tipshat:: Thank you, kind sir.
Delete*cheers* here's to spring! and here's to you, sugar! ;~) xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteHere's to the madness and a sudden hemorrhage of words :)
ReplyDeleteyes, I must write "or I shall go mad" :)
DeleteHappy 1000th. To think, I knew you when. Wishing you a productive and peaceful March. Nice to see you in the old google reader. xo
ReplyDeleteThank you! And I'm glad to have known you, it's been good to have your company.
DeleteHappy Marching :) x
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