Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Move the Orange Cones
I have before me a row of orange traffic cones. They aren't really blocking cars more symbolic of my thoughts.
Some people are just really good at posting everyday. I am not. If I don't feel it, something moving to write about a story is not able to dance off my fingers onto the keypad. This is not to say funny stuff, emotional happenings haven't occurred...just nothing that I can sing out in a read worthy fashion. I have typed, deleted, typed, deleted only to realize I am at a block, a blogger's block.
With the weather ever so perfect this week (that heat wave needed a snap good-bye) I am off for a late morning walk where if luck will have it the orange cones in my head will get lost along the way.