Back on the paper trail. All day yesterday and this morning too. It takes hours because I read everything.
And when I’m through it doesn’t look like it.
Because instead of one big messy pile I now have piles of messy piles all to be dealt with: letters to answer, reviews to note, ideas to sort (Blogs, language, ideas, friends). But I must bake my Amish bread first.
Good thing I’m invited out for dinner in the building because I’m running out of energy—have run out..
The day is not over. (I wish!)