Morning Pogue, I wrote a poem at the end of last week about something I had observed. People want information in short sharp bursts. You see, I can spend a lot of time writing a longer piece, packing in thoughts and feelings and, well a handful of people will read it. But I can pen … Continue reading Monday Musing
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I Write. A Friday Fought.
Pogue, I've had a morning of self examination and have decided to continue this by writing a letter addressed to you but probably written to me. By sending it to you I feel I will maintain some honesty in my reflections as, well, you'll hold me accountable if I don't, in your own sweet fashion. … Continue reading I Write. A Friday Fought.