It’s 1/25/20. My first post of the new year. I’ve had many ideas for posts but haven’t had/taken the time to write them.
I’ve been reading a lot but can’t focus on a book. If I get far into reading and cross a time threshold I go past time and enter something entirely weird. It familiar. Recently I answered a thread on a group about what your interest were in childhood and if they’ve remained. Chiefly mine was reading. I used to get this sad resigned feeling as I neared the end of a good book like leaving a house at the end of a great dinner party and wanting to stay forever.
Sometimes I read old favorites to get back into a reading groove. In the past few days I hit a wall and got bored.
I’m doing short posts so that’s it. I may look up some prompts…