Monday, August 6, 2012
You grab an EnerGel 0.5 mm ball Needle Point and that book of empty pages a printer friend once gave to you. You tip the blades of the window fan. You lie or you slouch or you dream and you wait.
And you wait.
And something you think you might like (thank you, Bruce) at last comes streaming in.
Walk away before you're even close to done. Leave it be, let it stew. Go to sleep that night with a little faith, just a little. Let the faith wake up with you.