Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Poetry. MMMMhm.

My life through my blog eyes looks rather bleak.  I haven't been painting a very colorful picture in the last few months.  Maybe year.  Are there consultants for hire?  Maybe I need a consultant to counsel me.  But I wouldn't need to pay them because everyone has opinions on other people's blogs.  Dad, this is for you:
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
That makes no show for dawn
By stretch of limb or stif of lid,--
An independent one.

Was ever idleness like this?
Within a hut of stone
To bask the centuries away
Nor once look up for noon?
-em dickinson

Come to think of it, I think I have my own personal directory of consultants.  Everyone always tells me what to write.  Mostly what I shouldn't've written.  

All in all I think I have to pick up the pace, take it up a notch in terms of blogging.  Because many a time at night, as I'm drifting off to sleep I think, ! that would be the PERFECT cheerful blog post to write.....

1 comment:

  1. By and by, what's right will come....by and by my friend. I patiently wait and check...