Big Loop Little Loop
I know I’m really in no position to say this, and that it will come off as childish whining because it isn’t as if I don’t have the time or the freedom, and really, it’s just because I’ve been lazy and moving around in this odd fog for so many months, but…
I miss writing.
I miss the excitement of a new idea. The puzzle of placing the right words in the right order. The search of the precise adjective that doesn’t sound too flowery or too pretentious.
And since I do most (not that there’s been much of it lately) of my writing on computers these days…
I miss the pen in my hand. The loops and dashes of my cursive that I painstakingly worked at as an adolescent. The smudges of ink remaining on my hands and fingers because I am left-handed.
You know, I used to practice different types of handwriting. I would experiment with g’s and f’s. The capital Z will always be the ugliest cursive letter to me. Even when I didn’t use cursive, I would practice the sizing of my letters, writing a’s like they are here in this blog, or the lazy way, just a loop with a tail. I wanted my letters to be perfect because the highest praise to me was always, “Your handwriting is beautiful! I can’t believe you’re left-handed!”
What an odd goal. To fool the world with my handwriting. Or to prove that lefties aren’t gimped. Both I suppose.
Dear Blog
Er… hi…
I know I haven’t been here for a while. You’re probably mad at me. I even forgot the id/pass combo and it took three tries to get in here.
Not many visitors, I gather, since I don’t keep you maintained. Sorry…
*awkward silence*
It isn’t as if I haven’t thought you! I mean, there at least three times a week when I’m in the middle of something or just lying in bed and thinking, ‘That’s something I should totally blog about!’ But… well, you know how it is…
Um… I don’t really have much time now, meetings and all that… I just thought I’d drop by and see how you’re doing.
*more silence*
Hm, well, that’s cool. *laugh* Ah, yeah, I promise I’ll be by later, with something good for you.
It was good writing you again.
Take care. See you later.
*silence*
Bye.
