A lot has happened in the last 2 years. I literally forgot about this blog for a while. I found it again while searching to see if I could google myself online. Apparently I can.
I am tired right now. Tired and pining, for what I cannot say. The poem I wrote in my Facebook notes expresses it well:
My Muse
For a short time a few months ago
I had a muse
It didn't stick around for very long...
Won't I learn?
If I must be inspired by something
And I must
I ought to be inspired by the thing
Or the One
Closest to my heart and true desire
Not the one
That isn't able by its nature to be
All I need
Young Superhero In the Making
Just For Fun
About Me
- Rebecca
- Gresham, Oregon, United States
- I have a lot to say... and I enjoy words... and I rarely post... go figure!
2 comments:
Oh I hope your muse was someone else's husband. Again.
Oh I hope your muse was someone else's husband! Again!
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