Monday, April 11, 2011

20 DUST STORM ON WALDEN POND—Grandma's bloomers two

Hello!  Here I am—still diving into the deep.
I've floated to the surface in order to say that I've withdrawn a couple of my most recent posts in order to clarify certain thoughts, which, upon rereading, seemed cloudy.  Sorry for any confusion this may cause.


The mind is a busy intersection.
So when stop lights malfunction, fender benders occur.  If I reread a post and find one thought colliding with another, I put on my mechanic's hat and pound out chips, dings, and dents till each thought makes sense.


As to posts, which have disappeared, well, the body shop is backed up, so please be patient, because they'll reappear.


Though I edit before posting, writing is like climate in this way:  Just as swirling gusts of wind spin dust storms through blue skies, it's easy for traffic jams to cloud clarity within the mind's eye.  So if I spy a swirling dervish while rereading a published post, I may wait for the dust to settle before polishing up my thought processing vehicle.


You see, just as it's not easy for Kermit to be green, it's not easy to clarify everything we truly feel—about ourselves—or others, spot on.  Okay nuf said.  Time to dive back into the deep and figure out what Grandma's bloomers are doing in my closet ...
:-)Annie

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