Daily Goal

April 6, 2011 – No Observation of Validity

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Blank page, Blank page – why do you mock me so?

Blank page, Blank page – where do my thoughts go?

Blank page, Blank page – why must you steal from me?

Blank page, Blank page – oh, let my words type free!

Emptiness is as pure as fulfillment reflecting two dimensions of the same universe contained within. A page without words speaks as much true volume as a page built out with complex sentences, dangling participles and vivid vocabulary.

It is not mass that determines weight in writing, it is matter.

Says the writer who is unable to think of anything to write about tonight.

Imagine the breadth of your deepest, most joyous intellect gently wafting its way around the hemispheres of your brain percolating a full bodied brew of wonderfully whimsical wisdom.

Then write it down, send it to me so that I have something to post on here.

🙂

Peace.

April 5, 2011 – Earlier Today

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Time line:

5:30 AM – After second snooze is insufficient and alarm actually goes off, I force myself to get up out of bed and hop on the mini-elliptical for 45 minutes. Feeling a bit reluctant and sluggish, like a snail headed towards the salt mines.

11:30 AM – Following a series of extremely annoying technical difficulties, it was time for a break. Off to the gym to run a couple of miles feeling like a humpback trapped in a tiger trapped in a mouse stuck on a wheel going nowhere in a black hole.

1:30 PM – The sneezing began again as if I am in yet another episode of the Twilight Zone where all the world has disappeared and the air has been replaced with nothing more than tree spores that I am allergic to.

3:30 PM – Still sneezing and my hunger resembles a craving pregnant hippo who hasn’t eaten in a week miles from the nearest edible healthy snack and yet surrounded by trees that I am allergic to but cannot eat.

6:00 PM – Finally home and scarfed down pasta and pork for dinner like a kid raised by wolves separated from the pack without food in a forest of trees I am allergic to.

9:00 PM – Kleenex stuffed up my nose following another failed attempt to stop the snot faucet by way of antihistamine surrounded by wads and wads of tissue, probably made from trees that I am allergic to, feeling more and more like a spastic sprinkler head turned full blast sputtering every few seconds as someone steps on my hose repeatedly as a cruel joke because I am surrounded by trees I am allergic to!