Thursday, June 03, 2010

Syrup


My righting, oops, I mean writing, either works since my writing is my attempt to right the capsizing of my boat, my life. So I write to right. Original point before Freudian typo and tangent was that my words are laden with excessive physical descriptors for my internal need to focus on the present, to dwell mentally and emotionally where I am physically. I am righting my boat with the written word by being present where I truly dwell--here and now, today in this moment.

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