In which I fold
Saturday. The weather was gorgeous. We were having friends over for dinner. Rose and I went to the grocery store in the morning, and then went to sit out on the street with our friends.
Rose was cleaning and fixing up her bicycle.
I sat, watched, and drank tea.
My computer was tucked away on a shelf in my room. And I... couldn't bear to turn it on.
All day, I told myself I'd write a post later. Or just post a picture. Something. I wasn't going to quit now.
But I didn't.
And lord, what a relief.
I love posting here, and the past month of constant posting has been an interesting exercise in examining and writing about my life. I know that I've given a more rounded picture of what I do here, and what it's like, and that most of my favorite posts from the last month would never have been written if I hadn't committed to writing every day.
But then there were the crap days. Where I had nothing to say, and it showed.
Eh voila. Not the end of the world, to be sure, though it does mean that I have forfeited my chance to win this prize.
Here's to more frequent (if not daily) posting in the coming weeks.
Rose was cleaning and fixing up her bicycle.
I sat, watched, and drank tea.
My computer was tucked away on a shelf in my room. And I... couldn't bear to turn it on.
All day, I told myself I'd write a post later. Or just post a picture. Something. I wasn't going to quit now.
But I didn't.
And lord, what a relief.
I love posting here, and the past month of constant posting has been an interesting exercise in examining and writing about my life. I know that I've given a more rounded picture of what I do here, and what it's like, and that most of my favorite posts from the last month would never have been written if I hadn't committed to writing every day.
But then there were the crap days. Where I had nothing to say, and it showed.
Eh voila. Not the end of the world, to be sure, though it does mean that I have forfeited my chance to win this prize.
Here's to more frequent (if not daily) posting in the coming weeks.
posted by Noames at 4:34 AM
3 Comments:
I was surprised by the appearance of the tea, it appears very dark and cloudy. Is that real or is it the photos? Also, do they drink tea like the Turks drink coffee, very heavily sweetened? Finally, something in the photos leads me to believe that there's a fair amount of ceremony in the tea making/drinking process (a la the coffee bar experience), is that so?
Oh, and missing out on that prize I'm sure is just heart-breaking! :)
ah those pictures! (don't read a blog backwards; it doesn't work.) I lost the NaPoBloMO whatever it's called contest too. some days it just feels GREAT to step away from the 'puter.
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