At This Point in Time

Temporarily helping a parent. Miss my life.

Sunday, November 14, 2004

Shame on Me

In that floating, sinking space that comes just before sleep, had several scene ideas but just couldn't rouse enough to put pen to pad. Maybe they will float by in the light of day.

Cold, still and overcast this morning and it fits my mood. I have a friend who lives in Gulfport, Ms. and he cannot stand the days without sunshine. I like standing and playing in warm rain, not the cold winter kind we get here. The sound of rain sooths my soul. I must qualify that statement, though. I am not including storms like Florida and others experienced during hurricane season.

Off to Lincoln, today. Just getting out will be good.